Martie Moore

My encounters with the red bird had been limited until a week after my mother died. I was sitting on the couch, consumed with grief when it first arrived.  The red bird flew to the transom and peered...

I first noticed the tree in the heat of a summer day. The expansive branches provided welcoming shade as I moved from meeting to meeting. There was a bench next to the tree, and on any given day, couples,...

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,...

We often feel overwhelmed as issue after issue lays itself at our feet. Many things must be done and concerns addressed in a leader’s day.  Today’s environment in healthcare feels like...

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...

Tom Wujec opens his talk with a statement: “Tell me about a wicked problem, and I will help you make toast.” He uses toast-making to help people understand the nodes and links within a system....

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...

I belong to a group on social media that posts pictures of nature, animals, birds and the occasional unidentified print left in the dirt/sand. This day a question was poised, “Can you identify what animal...

I watched him as he smiled and hummed, whirling around his work area. He was not aware of me, just what he was doing. His manager walked up to me and said, “He is our best worker, customers love him,...

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.”