It was bizarre.

Turned out the lights in my room.

• Staying in a hotel.
• Long day.
• Ready to sleep.

The symphony started as if on cue.

• I had surround sound.
• Voices on both sides.
• Above and below too.

Conversations infiltrated my room.

• A man shouted with fury.
• A woman sang goodnight to her children.
• And a juicy exchange made me blush.

I was trapped in the middle of it.

• Not quite a participant.
• Yet involved in all.
• I was the observer.

Then, as quickly as it started, it was over - thank goodness!

Makes me think of chapter leaders…are your newer members observers or participants in your chapter?

Originally posted @ Cynthia D'Amour on Leadership and Life