Insights That Spark Transformation

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Wisdom for the Journey Ahead

Whether you're an emerging leader beginning your journey, a mid-career professional seeking clarity, or a seasoned expert, these books offer meaningful insights to help shape your next steps. Each chapter opens with haiku, inviting reflection and deeper understanding.

CEO Catherine Glynn's first book, Leadership Distilled, is part storytelling, part Zen koan, and part practical guide. It challenges readers to examine their current practices while encouraging simple, creative steps toward more enlightened leadership.

In her most recent book, Presence, Distilled, Catherine offers an impactful guide for those seeking that je ne sais quoi—the certain something that sets them apart from the crowd.

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Leadership and presence themed book covers

Coming Next!
Devising, Distilled

Catherine will soon be undertaking her third book, Devising, Distilled. A joyful collaboration with Core A.R.T. Ensemble member Jerome Yorke, Chair of the Visual and Performance Arts Department at the University of Dayton, Ohio. Together they will explore ten years of solo-ensemble building, creative practices and the art of consensus building.

Poetry & Articles

Sunset reflecting on tranquil lake

The Wise Fool

This sonnet is a collaboration between my brother, Futurist Jack Uldrich, and me. We are...
Mysterious spotlight and fog on stage

How I bill myself.

At first glance, this may look like a financial query. Theatrically speaking, the question takes...
Person enjoying ocean waves at sunset

Her great reply

As the Bees began to swarm And the Earth began to warm (And die) Whales...
Rushing river surrounded by lush greenery

Together in stride

Step by step we walk Sage colored waters rush by Together in stride    ...
Close-up of a grizzly bear

A Choice

From hibernation Into forced isolation Choose silence or noise
Bluebird perched on a bare branch

Nature’s Sweet Refrain

As gray, meek skies weep Songbirds still sing in the rain Nature’s sweet refrain
Blackbird with red wings perched on branch

The Return

The red-winged blackbird despite snow and contrary news returned singing       43.721680 -91.975791
Cave view with person and distant ocean

The Dawning

First and foremost, Happy World Poetry Day 2020! One thing I have always loved about...
Minimalist art gallery display

Clearing the slate

Before you begin reading this, see if you can clear your mind. Clean the slate. In...
Child concentrating on schoolwork assignment

How do you learn best?

In the coming weeks, perhaps months, face to face meetings are on hold. People are...
Desk with a globe and bowl

Poetry in Motion

I coach people on five essential elements when it comes to presence. Breath. Posture. Gesture....
Red cardinal perched on bare branches.

Cardinal Rules

I still hear your trill Though hidden in the branches First hearts sing then soar

Recent Poems

Giving Wings to My Words Until I Grow My Own

wings

torn from my back

long ago

what crimes

committed

over centuries

sins

omissions

jealousy and rage

quiet after birth

later

much

time after time

yet

just on the other side

—the reverse of the mirror

the wings

are growing back

softly

painfully

emerging from my shoulder blades

and I wonder

how much longer til I fly?

-March 2015

Shards

poetry

like shards of a pot

placed back together

after shattering

at the discretion

of the finder

words lost/found

rearranged

a whole new vessel

formed from

another’s

point of view

go ahead

drop it again

I dare you

to start anew

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for Jerome

Inspired by M.C. Richards

What Would Virginia Do?

(An overdue ode to the Cascade River in Spring)

sepia swirls

over mocking white foam

conifers dance and

bubbles beckon

what would Virginia do?

would she wade into your

cold and mocking waters?

or would she look in her pockets

and find a shining agate from the shore

that captures her attention

to stave off her demise

for another day?

Suspended in Honey

hazy warm air,

a bee’s sense of laissez-faire

i run my fingers through my growing

golden hair

marveling that i feel young again

never mind the glimpse of my actual reflection

my true self possesses some

certain something that never really leaves

that j nais c’set qua

and leftover aplomb

that suspends my true nature

in a state of honey

golden, glowy

a little bit showy

sexy and sweet

but be careful…

do not add heat

i’ve no fear of drowning in it,

rather

what I fear

is that in some

strange suspended state

my mind will harden like amber

around an illusion

of fate

Just Enough

they knew just enough

enough to be dangerous

dangerous in ways that left others unsettled

unsettled–as in feathers ruffled

ruffled and or preening in order to be seen

seen by those who left

left –right–or wrong–their presence was still felt

felt in the way peril and elation merge

merge and confuse you

you cannot escape their wisdom

wisdom that comes from knowing

knowing just enough

enough to be dangerous

Ode to a House Finch

your dainty redhead

turning this way and that

attentive and attuned

ready to fly at a moment’s notice

ready for anything

(including my cats)

undaunted

present

liminal and light

ready for nothing

ready for all

perched in between

ever ready

always ready

to heed the call