I recently came across this question, and it got me thinking. If I had read it at the end of last year, I would have answered immediately: I actually started a sommelier course.

This year was different though, I seem to have forgotten that I had made it my goal not to go a year without doing something special and something new.

I did a few special things, I’ll write about that another time; I realise how quickly we forget the positive and are left with the negative.

But back to the question: when was the last time I did something for the first time?
A few weeks ago I wrote to a public person I had met in a public context a year before. I admire her, appreciate her for what she does. I had heard her in an interview talking about how she worked with two people to launch something. I thought I might have a similar need.
I thought about it for a couple of months before writing to her. One of the pregnant voices in my head has a name that many may know: Shyness. I’ve struggled with it for as long as I can remember. After many conversations with this voice and the whole committee of voices in my head, at a time when perhaps Mercury was not retrograde, perhaps the planet of boldness was more pregnant, I wrote to her. And, surprise, surprise: she wrote back! She gave me information, she was incredibly generous.

So, I had a moment when I went beyond shyness, wrote to someone I figured wouldn’t reply. I was thinking wrong.
I dared something else this year, in the same category of things I wouldn’t have done without someone introducing me. I applied to ISPSO (International Society for the Psychoanalytic Study of Organizations).
I had heard of this organization while I was studying at Insead, between 2014-2016 but I hesitated. But then, at the repeated urging of my professor, Manfred Kets de Vries, I dared. And I was accepted.

When was the last time you did something for the first time?

Georgeta Dendrino