Retreats don’t make a lot of sense. It feels unnecessarily analog in a digital age. When you do the calculus of the short weekend, it makes you wonder why you do it in the first place. Oh yeah, and COVID. It will be the perpetual asterisk that punctuates this moment in history.
And yet, I am sitting here, putting proverbial pen to pad, writing yet another post-retreat reflection because my cup is full to the brim with blessings. Though I am more pessimistic than ever before, at least when it comes to a programmatic approach to manufacture and market…
