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The Bermuda Triangle Approaches

There are those who say that the holidays: Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's Day are the Bermuda Triangle. It seems appropriate on Diwali to make some plans for this great time of year. Days are shorter, triggering SAD: seasonal affective disorder and getting folks excited about vacations to Key West and places warm and sunny.

Now is the time to write down the names of those who inspire our gratitude and to think about how you might thank them this year. It could be as simple as a card, a call, a brief visit to have a cup of tea. It's the thoughtfulness of the interaction that we most remember, rather than the cost or value of the gift.

Beyond being the right human thing to do, this is the time to reach out to mentors and your support network so that you make the choices that are most in line with who you want to be. There's a lot more alchohol and free sugar around this time of year. And people can get lonely too: so add a little more dash of thoughtfulness and support.

Now too is the time to prepare for end of year performance evaluations. I know...drone. But this is less about getting the highest bonus or strategically setting yourself up for a promotion. This is less about rabidly checking off all the goals in 3 months that were set up for the year 2011.

This is a time to re-evaluate whether you're on the right track at all, whether there has been TIME to do the things to move your career forward and what you might want to adjust in the foundation of your life to ALLOW you to blossom in 2012 in line with your vision for where you want to go.

The darkness gives us pause, some animals go into hibernation. This is your time.

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