May 11th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
When I first became a trainer, my kids were little, and I confess that I often used stories about them to illustrate the points I was teaching. Sometimes I even attached my children’s names to cute stories I read. I’m not necessarily proud of that, but those weren’t the worst lies I told in my […]
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May 5th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
One morning at Heathrow “Chris wants to do something for the cabin crew.” “Sure, easy, I’ll go talk to him.” It was 1985. I was the project manager in the near final stages of the British Airways Managing People First Programme, (MPF), a one-week long, custom leadership training program for the top 1000 people at […]
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April 27th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
The Eldest told the story of the Three.” The Grey One spoke slowly; his mouth and eyes smiled as if remembering a youthful transgression made humorous by time. “She is perhaps not so much older than me, but she is wiser and still lives in the clan hold. I am Grey, and live on the […]
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April 20th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
It’s Easter weekend. For Christians, this is the culmination of Holy Week, a celebration of the grace of God who gave his son in sacrifice to wash away the sins of the world. The death and resurrection of Jesus is a symbol of the faith that it is never too late to choose to […]
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April 11th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
Recession coming! Oh, No! I wondered recently at the effect that the dreaded ‘R’ word has on me even now in my retirement. My parents lived through the Great Depression. My father saved, reconditioned, and reused electric motors from discarded refrigerators and washing machines and had eight in-waiting when he died. My mother saved aluminum […]
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April 4th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
Why did I stop? Was it the single near-neon-purple lotus bloom poking through the pavers? Did I catch the contrasting brilliant yellow center? Did a flicker of motion catch my eye? That memory has faded. What I remember is standing directly over this flower, bent at the waist, completely entranced, with time suspended, one of […]
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March 28th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
It happens to many of us from time to time. Something goes missing, is “misplaced,” and – no matter how hard we look, and in how many places, tracing and retracing our steps, looking under furniture, emptying drawers, thinking and rethinking, “Now where would I have put that to keep it safe?” – it remains […]
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March 20th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
The man’s suit was a fine cloth, but the cut was a little dated. His beard was white, close-cut on the sides, but extended at his chin to square his jaw. His shock of white hair was thinning on top. He sat on the sun drenched park bench, newspaper folded beside him and a blackthorn […]
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March 13th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
“I’m sorry. So Sorry. Please accept my apology. I know I was wrong, But I was too blind to see.” (1960 #1 hit by fifteen-year-old Brenda Lee, written by Dub Albrittin and Ronnie Self.) “I am a terrible person!” The clocks changed last night and I awoke at 3:00 a.m. (old time), thinking about all […]
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March 13th, 2025
Alan Cay Culler
“I’m sorry. So Sorry. Please accept my apology. I know I was wrong, But I was too blind to see.” (1960 #1 hit by fifteen-year-old Brenda Lee, written by Dub Albrittin and Ronnie Self.) “I am a terrible person!” The clocks changed last night and I awoke at 3:00 a.m. (old time), thinking about all […]
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