What I call “Team”and “Collaboration”

It’s a little late post but an experience I would like to share with you all.

I went to see the performance of Tafelmusik Orchestra (https://www.tafelmusik.org/) for the first time last April at the Toronto Centre for the Arts (http://www.tocentre.com/). Sitting in the front row, I was able to see the Orchestra very closely. Lead Violinist in front playing her own part yet leading the group so gracefully with her small yet purposeful gestures, and subtle eye contacts with the rest of group throughout the entire performance. No words needed…each member was focusing on their part, yet finding quick and right moments to make eye contacts with one another to make sure their beats are on points and synchronized.

That to me was a display of a “team” and what โ€œcollaborationโ€ can look like in its finest form. I am sure itโ€™s not something they were able to achieve overnight. However, each member’s effort certainly shined through the music they were creating together. What I heard was not only this beautiful music, I was able to also feel their tremendous energy, passion and pride through their music. And I could see that they were having a great time! It certainly was that kind of team and the spirit that I would love to be a part of and to be able to create in a workplace.

What a pleasant evening it was, I will definitely go see their performance again! I highly recommend you do too. ๐Ÿ™‚

Tuflemusik Orchestra

Who am I…?

I live and breath in diversity.
I respect my surroundings.
I practice minimalistic living.
I provide a place to rest, play and live to those in need.
I clean the air for living.
I cope with challenges that life brings with best of my ability.
I know when to let go things to prepare myself for what’s to come.
I change to grow and mature.
I nurture what’s holding me to stand tall when reaching for the sky.
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Who am I…?
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My name is Tree.
And I am proud to be part of life on earth.

– Sarah Chun

Photo taken in British Columbia, Canada

My ideal workplace is…

  • A place that treats people as its most valuable asset
  • A place that provides me opportunities to challenge myself, learn new things and grow not only professionally but personally
  • A place that allows me to have a work and life balance
  • A place that encourages open communications
  • A place that see failure as an opportunity for teams to learn and grow from
  • A place that recognize and appreciate good people and good work
  • A place where there is team spirit

What’s your ideal work environment? Please share your thoughts in the comment box below. ๐Ÿ™‚

A photo taken in downtown Toronto, Ontario, Canada

Hug O’ War

Shel Silverstein Poem

Check out timeless books by Shel Silverstein atย http://www.shelsilverstein.com/books/.

Happy Family Day Weekend in Toronto!

#Toronto #FamilyDay #LongWeekend #HappyWeekend

Attitude matters

We should never be afraid to say “I don’t know” at work. There is no shame in not knowing something since it’s not possible to be an expert at everything and know it all. What matters is oneโ€™s honesty and attitude when facing โ€œI donโ€™t knowโ€ moments. I believe that we will go far if:

  • we work on turning โ€œI donโ€™t knowโ€ moments into โ€œletโ€™s figure it outโ€ opportunities
  • we are curious about the unknown and willing to learn new things to find answers
  • we work together to share knowledge and leverage each othersโ€™ strengths

I often value oneโ€™s attitude more than their knowledge and skills especially when it comes to team work. I enjoy working with someone who is honest and humble, and confident enough to admit they donโ€™t have all the answers.ย  “I don’t know, butย let me see what I can do.“, “I don’t know, butย what do you think?” or “I don’t know, butย let’s figure it out together.” attitude is what I think is important and I value.

It’s our attitude that matters and can make all the difference.

Supertree Grove, Gardens by the Bay in Singapore

Photo taken in Singapore, Gardens by the Bay 2018

Letter from my mom in 1995

I left home (Seoul, Korea) and came to Canada alone to study when I was 16 years old. This is the letter that my mom gave it to me in the morning of the day that I left home in 1995. It was an exciting yet quite difficult journey for a 16 years old girl, facing completely new life in Canada. I read this letter countless times throughout my journey and reminded myself of my mom who made a difficult yet brave decision to send her 16 years old daughter with only hope that I will grow to be a strong and bright women who not only knows how to take care of myself but also others in need, and be an independent, beautiful person with a good heart.

It’s first time sharing this letter, so I really hope you enjoy it. Take a moment to think of your mom and their unconditional love. I would love to hear your stories as well so please leave feedback/comments below. โค Thanks for reading!

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Dear daughter,
My dear daughter,
Become a good, beautiful, strong and brave woman.
Even if everyone else is walking down the different path than yours, do not be discouraged. Walk on your own path proudly.
Choose your own path based on what you think is right.
And learn to love and accept those who are going down different paths.
Above all, learn how to love.
A place without love is hell, so learn how to love and use it every day.
More and more you use toothpaste, what you will end up with is an empty tube that you will throw away.
Love is different. More you use it, it will grow bigger and become greater.

Dear daughter! My dear daughter,
Do not think of and treat people as business.
Do not calculate what you give and what you receive.
Love is not the same as doing your Math homework.
Life is a series of meetings and departures, nothing more or less.
Many people end up filling up their lives with painful encounters and breakups.
Of course I pray that your life will be filled with happy encounters and good luck.
However, many people will come into your life and also leave your life one day.
Some may end up leaving you in bad terms,
Some may just disappear as time goes by – as the string that connects you and those are not strong enough and become thin over time naturally.
Some may build a strong relationship with you for a long time, but they may eventually leave your life due to death.
So, my dear daughter –
Remember no relationship is eternal in this lifeโ€ฆ and why its precious.

I have the responsibility and the right to love and respect you.
Please be careful not to lose yourself in your journey.
Dear daughter,
My dear daughter,
When you face the world, you will encounter both luck and misfortune.
I wish you all the best of luck, however,
Sometimes you may face misfortune.
Everyone feels cold rain on their shoulder sometimes.
Everyone faces challenges and difficulties in their journey.
You can prepare an umbrella for those cold rainy days that you may face, however,
Not always you can block all those pouring rain and prevent yourself from getting wet.
I believe that God is fair and he will not give you a heavy burden that you will not be able to bear.

Dear daughter, My dear daughter,
If you see sadness in your neighbourโ€™s face,
Offer them a hot cup of tea.
You will be able to feel great joy in that hot cup of tea you offer to those in need.

Dear daughter,
When you encounter cold wind of trials, be courageous and brave.
Fight courageously and overcome.
When you overcome those obstacles and pass through those cold wind, you will become a more strong and beautiful woman than you were before.

Dear daughter,
My dear daughter,
I love you.

1995.6.26
Love Mom.

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๋”ธ์•„,
๋‚˜์˜ ๋”ธ์•„.
์ฐฉํ•˜๊ณ  ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ต๊ณ  ์”ฉ์”ฉํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ฐ•์ธํ•œ ์—ฌ์ž๊ฐ€ ๋˜์–ด๋ผ.
์„ธ์ƒ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ด ๋„ค๊ธธ๊ณผ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ๊ธธ์„ ๊ฐ€๋”๋ผ๋„..
๋„ˆ๋Š” ๋„ค๊ธธ์„ ๊ฐ€๋ฉด์„œ, ๋‚™๋‹ดํ•˜์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ .
๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์˜ณ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•˜๋Š” ๊ธธ์„ ์”ฉ์”ฉํ•˜๊ฒŒ ์„ ํƒํ•ด๋ผ.
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋„ค๊ธธ๊ณผ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ๊ธธ์„ ๊ฐ€๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์„ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•˜๊ณ  ๋ฐ›์•„๋“ค์—ฌ๋ผ.
๋ฌด์—‡๋ณด๋‹ค๋„ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•˜๋Š” ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•์„ ๋ฐฐ์›Œ๋ผ.
์‚ฌ๋ž‘์ด ์—†๋Š”๊ณณ์€ ์ง€์˜ฅ์ด๋‹ˆ, ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์„ ๋ฐฐ์›Œ ๋‚˜๋‚ ์ด ์จ๋ผ.
์‚ฌ๋ž‘์€ ๋‹ค ์“ฐ๋ฉด ๊ป์งˆ๋กœ ๋‚จ๋Š” ์น˜์•ฝ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๊ณ ,
์“ฐ๋ฉด ์“ธ์ˆ˜๋ก ์ƒ˜๋ฌผ์†Ÿ๋“ฏ ์†Ÿ์•„์˜ค๋ฆ„์ด ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์ด๋ž€๋‹ค.

๋”ธ์•„! ๋‚˜์˜ ๋”ธ์•„.
์‚ฌ๋žŒ์„ ์žฅ์‚ฌ๋‚˜ ์‚ฌ์—…์œผ๋กœ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•˜์ง€ ๋ง์•„๋ผ.
๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด๋งŒํผ ์ฃผ์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ
์ €์ชฝ์—์„  ์•„๋ฌด๊ฒƒ๋„ ๊ฐš์•„์ฃผ์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋‹ค๊ณ  ์…ˆํ•˜์ง€ ๋ง์•„๋ผ.
์‚ฌ๋ž‘์€ ์‚ฐ์ˆ˜ ์ˆ™์ œ๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ž€๋‹ค.
์ธ์ƒ์ด๋ž€ ์•Œ๊ณ ๋ณด๋ฉด ๋งŒ๋‚จ๊ณผ ํ—ค์–ด์ง์˜ ์—ฐ์†์ผ๋ฟ
๊ทธ ์ด์ƒ๋„ ๊ทธ ์ดํ•˜๋„ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ž€๋‹ค.
๋Œ€๋ถ€๋ถ„์˜ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์€ ๋‹ค์†Œ ๊ณ ํ†ต์Šค๋Ÿฐ ๋งŒ๋‚จ๊ณผ ์ด๋ณ„๋กœ ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๋ฉ”๊พธ์–ด๊ฐ„๋‹ค.
๋ฌผ๋ก  ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์ข‹์€ ๋งŒ๋‚จ์˜ ํ–‰์šด์˜ ์ƒ์„ ์‚ด๊ธธ ๋‘์†๋ชจ์•„ ๋นŒ๊ณ  ๋นˆ๋‹ค.
๋„ˆ์—๊ฒŒ ์˜ค๋Š” ๊ทธ ์ˆฑํ•œ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์€ ์–ธ์  ๊ฐ€๋Š” ๋„ˆ์™€ ์ด๋ณ„ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋œ๋‹ค.
๊ทธ์ค‘์— ์ผ๋ถ€๋Š” ๋„ˆ์™€ ์‹ธ์šฐ๊ณ ๋Š” ๋“ฑ๋Œ๋ ค ๋– ๋‚˜๊ฐ€๊ณ ,
๋˜ ์ผ๋ถ€๋Š” ๊ทธ๊ด€๊ณ„์˜ ๋ˆ์ด ๊ฐ€๋Š˜๊ณ  ์•ฝํ•ด์„œ ์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ํ๋ฅด๋ฉด์„œ ํ์ง€๋ถ€์ง€ ์žŠํ˜€์ ธ ๊ฐ„๋‹ค.
์˜ค๋žซ๋™์•ˆ ๋”๋ถˆ์–ด ๋ˆ„๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋งŒ๋‚จ๋„ ์ฃฝ์Œ์ด๋ผ๋Š”๊ฒŒ ์žˆ์–ด ๊ฐˆ๋ผ ๋†“๊ธฐ๋„ ํ•œ๋‹ค.
๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋”ธ์•„.
๋งŒ๋‚จ์€ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์˜์›ํ•œ๊ฒƒ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๊ธฐ์— ์†Œ์ค‘ํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ท€์ค‘ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ž€๋‹ค.

๋‚˜๋Š” ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ์•„๋ผ๊ณ  ์กด๊ฒฝํ•˜๊ณ  ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•ด์•ผํ•  ์ฑ…์ž„๊ณผ ๊ถŒ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค.
๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋ฏ€๋กœ ๋„ˆ์˜ ์ž์•„๋ฅผ ์ƒ์‹คํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๋„๋ก ์กฐ์‹ฌํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค.
๋”ธ์•„, ๋‚˜์˜ ๋”ธ์•„.
๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์„ธ์ƒ์— ๋‚˜๊ฐ€๋ฉฐ ์—ฌ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€์ง€ ๋ชซ์œผ๋กœ ์ง€์›Œ์ง„ ํ–‰์šด๊ณผ ๋ถˆ์šด์„ ๋งŒ๋‚˜๊ฒŒ ๋ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค.
๋‚ด๊ฒŒ๋Š” ํ–‰์šด๋งŒ ์žˆ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ธฐ์›ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ
๊ฐ„ํ˜น ๋ถˆ์šด์ด๋ž€๊ฒƒ๋„ ๋‹ค๊ฐ€์˜ฌ์ง€ ๋ชจ๋ฅธ๋‹ค.
์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ๋ชจ๋‘ ์‹œ๋ จ์˜ ์ฐจ๊ฐ€์šด ๋น„๋ฅผ ํ”ผํ•˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ•œ๋‹ค.
๊ฐ๊ธฐ ๋‹ค๋ฅด๊ณ  ๋ฌด๊ฒŒ๋„ ๋‹ค๋ฅด์ง€๋งŒ ๋ˆ„๊ตฌ๋‚˜ ์ œ๊ฐ๊ธฐ ์‹œ๋ จ๊ณผ ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ๊ฒช๊ฒŒ ๋˜๋Š” ๋ฒ•์ด๋‹ค.
์‚ฌ๋žŒ์œผ๋กœ์„œ ์ฐฌ๋น„๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€๋ฆด ์šฐ์‚ฐ์„ ๊ฐ€์งˆ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์ง€๋งŒ
์šฐ์‚ฐ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ์—” ๋ชจ์ž๋ž„ ๋•Œ๋„ ์žˆ๋‹จ๋‹ค.
ํ•˜๋Š๋‹˜์€ ๊ณตํ‰ํ•˜์‹  ๋ถ„์ด๋ฏ€๋กœ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด ๊ฐ๋‹นํ•˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ•  ๋ฌด๊ฑฐ์šด ์ง์€ ์ง€์›Œ์ฃผ์ง€ ์•Š์œผ์‹œ๋ฆฌ๋ผ ๋ฏฟ๋Š”๋‹ค.

๋”ธ์•„, ๋‚˜์˜ ๋”ธ์•„.
๋„ˆ์˜ ์ด์›ƒ์ด ์šฐ์šธํ•œ ํ‘œ์ •์ผ๋•Œ.
๊ทธ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์—๊ฒŒ ๋”์šด ์ฐจ ํ•œ์ž”์„ ๋Œ€์ ‘ํ•ด๋ผ.
๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์‚ฐ ํ•œ์ž”์˜ ์ฐจ๋กœ ๊ธฐ์จ์„ ๋Š๋‚„๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค.

๋”ธ์•„.
์‹œ๋ จ์˜ ์ฐฌ ๋ฐ”๋žŒ์ด ์™”์„๋•Œ ์šฉ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋‚ด๊ณ  ์”ฉ์”ฉํ•ด๋ผ.
์šฉ๊ฐํ•˜๊ฒŒ ์‹ธ์›Œ๋ผ ๊ทน๋ณตํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค.
์‹œ๋ จ๊ณผ ์ฐฌ ๋ฐ”๋žŒ์„ ์ด๊ธด ๋„ˆ๋Š” ๊ทธ ์ „๋ณด๋‹ค ๋”์šฑ ํ›Œ๋ฅญํ•˜๊ณ  ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์šด ์—ฌ์ž๊ฐ€ ๋ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค.

๋”ธ์•„,
๋‚˜์˜ ๋”ธ์•„.
๋‚˜๋Š” ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•œ๋‹ค.

1995.6.26
๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•˜๋Š” ์—„๋งˆ๊ฐ€.

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Self advice

I fell…
Get up.

I failed…
Try again.

I was wrong…
Correct it.

I regret…
Change it.

I should have done it…
Do it now.

Look ahead.
Learn from mistakes.
Make things better one step at a time.

-Sarah Chun