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First-time Parenthood?

Guest Blog by Jolie Wills Okay, this may sound a little odd, but it strikes me that working in recovery is a lot like first-time parenthood. How so? When you embark on the journey you know it will be one of the most meaningful and valuable roles you will play, but also one of the … Continue reading

My Valentine’s Day Disaster

It is a valentine’s day like no other and it starts early. I look out the jeep window, a little bleary eyed from the 4am start. Tacloban flashes past as we drive to a relief distribution. We slow a little as we come to a roundabout – it looks a little odd, kind of lumpy … Continue reading

Cosmic Engineering

To be honest my former self would have thought that an ‘inspiring engineer’ was an oxymoron. It would seem that the universe has intervened on the behalf of the engineering profession to set me straight. You could call it a feat of ‘cosmic engineering’. Whether sitting on a bus winding around rural Taiwan or random … Continue reading

Leadership, wisdom and the post-disaster recovery process

And it is done. After much toil please find the link to my Winston Churchill Report – Leadership, wisdom and the post-disaster recovery process. Elizabeth McNaughton Winston Churchill Report 2013 Final This Winston Churchill fellowship focuses on post-disaster recovery leadership. The purpose of this study is to seek the wisdom of recovery leaders, in the US, … Continue reading

The Earthquake Soundtrack – L’Aquila

The Earthquake Soundtrack – L’Aquila

The notes from a single violin drift through the cobblestoned street. It has such an eerie sound that the Italian Red Cross volunteers and I stop and look at each other. We wonder who is playing the violin in what we think is an abandoned street.  It is a fitting serenade to the street, filled … Continue reading

Katrina: it’s a hurri-can’t

Katrina: it’s a hurri-can’t

I arrive at New Orleans’s airport with my head hurting and my eyes watering having just read 60 pages about planning for the rebuilding of New Orleans – oh dear, words fail me on that count…….. So it is with relief that I step into the barmy night air of the Big Easy, I pass … Continue reading