The other day, I witnessed someone looking for a “thingamajig” in a hardware store. It was amusing as the individual was describing a screw with a flat top named after a city. Their partner...
Rolling the DICE on dementia care
By
Martie Moore
Jun 07, 2024
The Mother loved flowers, gardening and butterflies. She was a master shopper and enjoyed the hunt for a good sale. The first incident occurred in a butterfly exhibit. Butterflies were flying around them,...
Can the past inform the future for leaders?
By
Martie Moore
Aug 25, 2023
It was a lively debate on how much we should look backward to then look forward. I commented that we must look to the past to inform the future. Another person protested that the past is the past. It needed...
Listening is a vital responsibility, dangerously deficient in too many caregivers
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Martie Moore
Jun 29, 2023
The fifth time I told my story of why I was here, I wondered if I needed to change it to make it more interesting. Except I was in the emergency department and needed to be seen by someone. Next...
A beautiful culture: A beautiful place to be a part of…
By
Martie Moore
Jan 12, 2024
I stood outside, looking at the building. It was nondescript and blended into the landscape as if to say, “I am unimportant.” I am ashamed that I had fleeting thoughts about the care of individuals...
The practice of compassion: Yes, it is a practice
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Martie Moore
Dec 16, 2022
Chaos was in the air. People moved quickly, with expressions of impatience and the occasional flash of anger. The workers were weary, the sea of faces was never ending and there was no holiday cheer in...
The role that NOW is having on today’s workforce
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Martie Moore
Aug 26, 2022
In our thirst as leaders to stabilize and define what the business model looks like now, we have failed to recognize the lack of psychological capacity our workforce has in being able to make the journey...
CPRR: A new model for change out of all that alphabet soup
By
Martie Moore
Feb 09, 2024
My parents were married for over 70 (seventy!) years. They were a force as a couple. When they would get their minds set, there was nothing I could do to change the course of their actions. My father...
A day that made an indelible impact on me
By
Martie Moore
Oct 20, 2023
The room was packed, with tambourines and drums in individuals’ hands. A resident had passed, and we were gathered to walk alongside the man named John. They called it a walk-out. In the past,...
The gift of many hands
By
Martie Moore
Apr 07, 2023
I first was introduced to the blessing of hands as a young nurse working in a faith-based hospital. I was fresh out of college and eager to be a “real Nurse.”