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In Homer’s Odyssey, I read about the Sirens; three mysterious women whose sonorous voices lured sailors to a tragic end. As ships passed, the Sirens would sing from the cliffs, tempting sailors until they steered too close and were wrecked on the rocks below.

Well aware of the danger but still curious, Odysseus instructed his men to tie him tightly to the mast as they approached the island, and to block their own ears with beeswax.

As expected, when he heard the enchanting voices, he begged to be untied. But his crew, committed to the mission, bound him even tighter, and only released him when the danger had passed.

That story still echoes in my mind.

Because like Odysseus, many of us are drawn toward choices we know can destroy us, in life, in business, in relationships. And sometimes, the only thing that saves us is a good team.

Without the backing of my team at Jewel Publishers and Rapid Express Logistics, I may have made more costly mistakes than I care to imagine.

Their collective wisdom has helped me weigh both risks and opportunities, especially in moments where my emotions screamed “Go for it!” and logic said otherwise.

In many cases, I’ve held back simply because the team’s final decision took precedence.

Even Jesus, when sending out His disciples, never sent them out alone.

He understood the power of partnership, with spouses, friends, mentors, and even those tough voices that hold us accountable when our judgement is clouded.

So if you’ve got a team like that, a real support system, don’t take them for granted.

Appreciate them. Honour them. Thank them.

They may have saved you more times than you’ll ever know, From the pull of your own Sirens.


Shalom.


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