#Power of Feedback

[futureworktrends]

The Power of Feedback: Enhancing Employee Performance

Encouraging continuous development and realizing employee potential are essential for the success of a business in the rapid workplace of today. Feedback is one of the most successful strategies for achieving such goals. Good feedback acts as a driver for growth and development in addition to giving employees insightful information about their performance. This blog will examine the value of feedback in improving employee’s performance as well as practical methods for making the most of it.

1. Understanding the Impact of Feedback

Employees can better understand their strengths, opportunities for growth, and alignment with company objectives with the help of feedback. Organizations may foster a culture of transparency and accountability by understanding the power of feedback, which will propel ongoing improvement.

2. The Elements of Constructive Feedback

Giving positive feedback is an art that demands dexterity and tact. The key components of good feedback—specificity, timeliness, and an emphasis on actions rather than personalities—will be covered in this section. Managers that are skilled at providing constructive feedback can foster a growth-oriented environment.

3. Feedback as a Driver of Engagement

A successful organization is built on its foundation of engaged employees. Feedback is crucial for increasing employee engagement because it shows that a company respects their work and cares about their achievement. Organizations may encourage a sense of belonging and purpose among their employees through consistent feedback loops, which will increase employee enthusiasm and dedication.

4. Overcoming Challenges in Providing Feedback

Giving feedback can be difficult even with its advantages. This section will examine typical roadblocks, like conflict aversion, cultural disparities, and poor communication channels, and provide helpful solutions. Organizations can foster a feedback-rich culture that encourages ongoing learning and development by taking on these issues head-on.

5. Harnessing Technology for Feedback

Technology provides creative ways to streamline feedback processes in the digital age. Businesses can use a wide range of tools to make gathering and analyzing feedback easier, from anonymous surveys to real-time performance dashboards. Organizations can improve the efficacy and efficiency of their feedback processes and achieve measurable outcomes by successfully utilizing technology.

6. Cultivating a Feedback-Driven Culture

Both management and team must work together to create a culture that is driven by employee input. The methods for integrating feedback into company culture—such as leadership support, training campaigns, and recognition schemes—will be discussed in this section. Organizations may maximize employee potential and maintain a competitive edge by cultivating a culture of ongoing feedback and improvement.

To sum up, feedback is an effective instrument for raising employee performance and promoting organizational success. Through comprehension of its influence, proficiency in providing constructive criticism, and surmounting obstacles, establishments can establish an environment that prioritizes ongoing enhancement and involvement. By utilizing technology and fostering a feedback-driven culture, companies may enable their team to work at unprecedented levels and with unprecedented creativity. 

[billa-billa007]

Plateaus Be Gone! Breathe Life Back Into Your Business with My Free Guide

"Plateaus Be Gone" is a motivational phrase or mantra often used to express a desire to overcome stagnation, obstacles, or limitations in personal growth, skill development, or achievement. When people feel like they've reached a plateau in their progress, it means they've hit a point where they're no longer making significant improvements or advancements in their chosen pursuit.

[squoobest]

this pleasant étoile shows up at your door

[aulerean]

Me, aimlessly scribbling

My brain, every time without fail: hey what if you drew Catra again remember when we used to draw Catra-

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Taking a snooze.

[moodlemcdoodle]

Amy Rose designs and sketches for my superheroes sonic AU!! I love Amy so much, I tried really hard to do her justice! Girl next door who inexplicably has superpowers and just starts showing up with a hammer and a lot of determination to help her heroes, and over time becomes one of the greatest heroes in her own right!

[calmbigdipper]

Stand upgrades

[thepoisonroom]

'I flirted with the idea that instead of being trans that I was just a cross-dresser (a quirk, I thought, that could be quietly folded into an otherwise average life) and that my dysphoria was sexual in nature, and sexual only. And if my feelings were only sexual, then, I wondered, perhaps I wasn’t actually trans.

I had read about a book called The Man Who Would Be Queen, by a Northwestern University professor who believed that transwomen who were attracted to women were really confused fetishists, they wanted to be women to satisfy an autogynephilia. And though I first read about this book in the context of its debunkment and disparagement, I thought about the electricity of slipping on those tights, zipping up those boots, and a stream of guilt followed. Maybe this professor was right, and maybe I was only a fetishist. Not trans, just a misguided boy.

About a year later, on the Internet, I come across a transwoman who added a unique message to the crowd refuting this professor. Oh, I wish I remember who this woman was, and I wish even more that I could do better than paraphrase her, but I remember her saying something like this: “Well, of course I feel sexy putting on women’s clothing and having a woman’s body. If you feel comfortable in your body for the first time, won’t that probably mean it’ll be the first time you feel comfortable, too, with delighting in your body as a sexual thing?”'

-Casey Plett, Consciousness

[dykedvonte]

I dislike takes that Danse would be just as conservative in modernized aus when it's clearly shown his staunch views of things come from his time in the Brotherhood and his deep-rooted desire to belong to something with a greater purpose.

Not to mention lines that show much more open-mindedness that get overlooked for his harsher sentiments when you first meet him. Like the oppurtunity to be a part of something is why Danse fell so far into Brotherhood dogma and it doesn't negate the offense things he does but I feel like it's just lazy to be like "hmmm he'd def be racist" just so it aligns to his BoS beliefs.

[casdeans-pie]

Part 2 of Flustered Castiel Accidentally Explodes Lightbulbs And Causes Power Outages Especially When Dean's Fingers Are In His Hair

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4. Thanks again to @dreampencil for the inspiration to get this done!

Thanks to everyone for all the great feedback on part 1!

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The second time it happened, Dean was trying to make a joke out of it. (Even if the reason he did it wasn’t funny at all).

The thing about hunting The Winchester Way was that it sometimes involved dressing up in silly outfits.

Gym teacher, fitness instructor, insurance salesman, television crew, that one time they were zookeepers… The Winchesters never skipped an opportunity to infiltrate a case by wearing a ridiculous disguise. Nearly every hunter out there had pretended to be FBI, or doctors, or part of the CDC, but where was the fun in that? Something about putting on the outfits of these different people like he was stepping into their skin appealed to Dean’s inner child who had never had the time or opportunity to play pretend games.

Ironically, Dean had been calling it The Winchester Way since he and Sam had started hunting together, but at no point could either of them imagine John Winchester ever dressing up and pretending to be in any of the professions that they had used for a hunt like that. So, in fact, maybe it was just The Dean Winchester Way.

Which was fine with Dean.

And being an Angel didn’t excuse Cas from this.

If anything, it created an extra dimension of fun, because then Dean got to see Castiel Angel Of The Lord’s pouty bitchy frown whenever he had to wear whatever silly outfit they were using for their disguises.

But it had never backfired before…

The plan for the hunt had been simple: their research had led them to the deeply religious Mark Lomax, who’d unknowingly purchased a cursed pocket watch. He would be kept busy talking at his door with Dean and Cas, while Sam broke in through the back and removed the curse. To keep him talking for long enough Dean and Cas would be disguised as members of a new local church appealing for new followers to combat the evils of all the recent deaths and murders in town.

Simple.

Dean had no love for the cardigan-wearing-sensible-hair look, but he’d thought that it would be worth it to see Cas dressed up all dorky like that.

But the laughter that Dean had been ready to let loose turned to acid in his throat when Cas emerged from his room – with his frown firmly in place – and a name resounded like a thunderclap through Dean’s skull.

Emmanuel.

Dean froze where he stood, feeling his blood run cold.

And then, to his increasing horror, he distantly heard Sam complaining about the state of Cas’s hair through the ringing in his ears. Sam reached over and flattened the soft black spikes with his hands, completing the look even further.

Cas pouted the whole time.

Sam eventually stepped back to survey his work and nodded. “Much neater,” he said.

But Dean could almost feel his heart breaking all over again, remembering how it felt to look at Cas and see no recognition in his expression. Meeting his wife-

“Dean?” Cas said, the line between his eyebrows deep and furrowed at his long silence. His blue eyes locked onto Dean’s and held there.

You know me, Dean remembered thinking desperately, even as Cas- Emmanuel had looked at him like a total stranger.

The affection almost glowing in those same eyes now finally seemed to ground Dean back into reality.

Castiel. Cas. He wasn’t Emmanuel. He’d got his memories back.

You know me, Dean thought with relief, as he felt his heartrate slow.

“Dean?” Cas asked again, his voice low and laced with concern.

Sam cleared his throat.

Dean swallowed, shook off the last of the nightmarish flashback, and finally broke eye contact with Cas. He gestured at his hair. “C’mon, Sammy,” Dean whined with a shake of his head, “look what you’ve done to him. Lomax isn’t gonna believe this guy even leaves his house. Definitely won’t think he goes door-to-door.”

Without waiting for a reaction Dean took the two strides to stand in front of Cas and plunged his hands deep into his hair, intending to ruffle it back out and fully dispel the image of Emmanuel.

A few things happened at once.

The lights above them fizzed loudly as they flashed almost blindingly, while the whole bunker buzzed and groaned as every electronic console and device flared to life – dials whizzed, switches blinked, and car alarms all simultaneously blared from the garage. The lights flickered and dimmed and flashed brightly again. The electronic buzzing increased in pitch until it hit a reedy whine, and just when it felt like the whole bunker was going to overload or his eardrums were going to burst, Dean removed his hands from where he’d left them in Cas’s hair to slap them over his ears instead- and everything stopped.

The lights returned to normal, the ringing and the alarms stopped, and all the devices powered down again with a gentle hum…

Dean and Sam slowly removed their hands from their ears.  

The three of them looked at each other in the eerie silence.

Dean could see that Sam was fine, just a little shaken, but Cas’s chest was heaving as if he were short on breath. His hair stuck up at crazy angles where Dean’s hands had pushed in, and his wide eyes were once again locked onto him.

Sam looked up at the lights. “What was that? Should I check on the power?”

“Cas?” Dean asked hesitantly, remembering a similar phenomenon that had happened on a hunt once before.

Cas finally blinked. “Uh. Excuse me-” His voice came out at an even lower rumble than usual, and he practically ran back to his room. The door slammed behind him.

“What’s going on?” Sam said as he looked between Dean and where Cas had gone. “What happened?”

Dean let out a low breathy laugh. “I think… I think I know. But I uh, I might need to do one more test. Y’know, just to make sure.” He clapped Sam on the shoulder. “Nothing to worry about, Sammy. Just grownup stuff.”

Sam shrugged and snorted as he went to check on the consoles of dials and lights. “I shouldn’t even be surprised with you two anymore,” he mumbled as he went. “D’you think he’s coming back?”

“Yeah, yeah, we’ll give him five minutes to compose himself and then we’ll get the show back on the road.”

If Dean needed any more confirmation that Cas was really himself, here with them- here with Dean, well, that was certainly it.

His heart felt too big for his chest suddenly.

With his good mood restored Dean grinned as he looked out at where Cas had fled to. He flexed his hands by his side, remembering the brief moment that he’d had them in the feathery softness of Cas’s hair.

First, they had the hunt, but then Dean had an experiment to plan.

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Part 3: [link]

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

do you think that what the doctor usually feels for companions, rather than romantic or sexual attraction, might just be idolisation?

[feelingtheaster99]

Oooooo I love the warlock teacher. Go off, Zara Sool!

“When it comes to manners of warlock, the only thing that counts is on the page.” For someone who was introduced like two minutes ago to me, already saying a BANGER of a line

[noxious-fennec]

HI. HELLO. WHO ARE THE GAY PEOPLE COMMITTING CANNIBALISM ON MY DASH. i’m so obsessed with that pose and the way you draw them is so so so so. yeah. they look very very cool and also i’m NORMAL i would love to hear about them :)

YES HI HELLO thank you FINALLY

Those are Sebastien Carollo (left) and André Madiot (right); the protagonists of a historical literary duology im working on; set in the late 60s, exploring themes of personhood, unhealthy relationships, & queer identity ! It's really hard to talk about cause so much happens, but for you friend, I will try;

Sebastian grew up neglected, becoming a pathological deceiver, detached from the world around him and only recognising people in relation to himself; believing that real love is making others a part of him. 

That's with the exception of his abusive older brother Teodore who makes up the other end of the duality according to which he asses people; and who he ate out of what he deludes himself into thinking is love, but is clear envy for the kind of person he could've never become. He hid this fact for many years and suppressed all further urges, never allowing himself to love again.

Then, summer ‘67, Sicily; he meets André—might as well be a reincarnation of Teo—and his girlfriend Juliette dubois, while they happen to be on family vacation. Sebastian is immediately obsessed with André but, in poor judgement, tries to get to him through his girlfriend resulting in him being stuck in a loveless relationship with Juliette and alienating André. 

The first book starts 2 years later, 1969, Paris; Sebastian, a working dentist, trying to get out of the relationship and only falling deeper, simultaneously working through building a relationship with André through his younger sister Liliane, in whom he sees himself...

And i must stop there or we'll be here all day! I do say all that psychological stuff in the begining is very implicit; the man does not do a shred of self reflection, and relays the story where he abuses the people he's in love with as if it's hallmark romcom. That's why this synopsis is short on nuance, he does not give a shit about the inner lives of others, he doesnt even perceive them!

There's homoerotic fights, there's cannibalism, there's leaving your wedding to cover up a crime for a man youre in love with who does not love you back! I hope you enjoyed hearing about them!! Ive been working on this story for well over a year now and I'm very very insane about them :)

[foursaints]

"and if barty takes a few more vials of blood than medically necessary it’s for evan’s own good, because he needed someone to make him settle down anyway."

oh my god you're sick in the head (i literally jerked off to the thought of this line)

😦 ANON WTF........... haha no just kidding im glad you enjoyed it i guess. i love the idea that you were having such a conceptual wank experience though. anon has been lost in the realm of signs & signifiers and forgotten what they Signify

[skysglcw]

I’ve been playing Ennio Morricone’s instrumental music “Playing Love” while I’m imagining writing a chapter fic of Blanche and Dorothy as young ladies (essentially in their 20s) where Dorothy is a young lady married to Stan (they don’t have kids yet) and she meets Blanche (who is accompanied by another man) on a cruise ship and instantly falls in love with her. They make a few eye contacts in the crowd but have low chances of approaching each other because of many people accompanying them on the ship.

Anyway, one silent but peaceful night, Dorothy decides to get some fresh air on the top floor since she couldn’t sleep because of Stan’s hideous snoring. She gets to the top floor with barely any people around, but there she sees a woman standing by the railing, glancing at the blue horizon. Dorothy approached her, and it was the woman she had secretly fallen in love with and been wanting to talk to. They have a conversation, and surprisingly, they have a lot in common. Out of the blue, Blanche confesses her feelings first, then Dorothy next. It was love at first sight, they say.

Then the next couple of nights, they always meet up at their usual spot to steal kisses from each other, creating this forbidden love affair between them. They knew they were being unfaithful to their partners, sure they were gentlemen, but they admitted they both never felt happy or at peace with their relationships. They both weren’t expecting to be so in love with one another, especially with a woman, and they knew that this should be kept hidden from the world.

The last evening supper before the arrival of the ship to their destination, Blanche and Dorothy separately excuse themselves and secretly go to their usual spot for the last time. They cried and made a promise to each other to meet again and somehow find their way back to each other. They both slowly danced to the instrumental music that the musicians were playing in the background, which is the song that I mentioned from the beginning. That was the last time they ever saw each other again.

4 decades later, Dorothy, divorced, and with her mother, searched for a shared accommodation and found an advertisement paper that was looking for roommates under the name of a familiar name. Blanche Devereaux. She couldn't believe it. She waited for 4 whole decades to meet the love of her life. And it was finally happening. The day Dorothy set her eyes on Blanche’s ocean-blue eyes after Blanche opened the door, Dorothy immediately embraced her with such a bright face. Blanche, not acting thrilled, pushed her back. Dorothy’s heart jumped. She mumbled Blanche’s name as her brows furrowed in confusion. Blanche asked if they had met before, and Dorothy said yes, her excitement wearing off. Blanche says she doesn't remember anything about her, nor the name Dorothy. She only knows the fact that Dorothy will be her new roommate. Blanche, it’s me… Dorothy only managed to speak out. Blanche still didn’t get a clue, and Dorothy couldn’t help but cry.

Despite Blanche’s confusion, she felt bad and still welcomed her new roommate in, unaware of how important this day would be for the two of them if only Blanche remembered. They have a conversation in the living room just like decades ago and turns out that Blanche is suffering from brain injury which caused memory loss. Luckily, she managed to remember her parents and siblings after months of them helping Blanche get her memory back. How it happened was she got into a car accident while fighting with her boyfriend who she caught cheating on her with another woman at a bar. Unfortunately, their fight not only involved verbal abuse but also physical abuse to the point where it got out of hand and the car collided with a tree. Dorothy couldn't believe what she was hearing and she wanted to hug Blanche so bad, but kept her boundaries after finding out about her situation. Dorothy thought, there surely is one memory she hasn't remembered yet. Me. Our love that we once had before.

Since she now lives with Blanche, she will do anything in her power to bring back the love they created long ago. (I just realized how long this is going, so I’ll try to make it short and finish this planner 😂). They go through the journey of a slow burn, and Dorothy convinces Blanche of the memories they once had together. Blanche finds herself falling for Dorothy for the gestures she thought only men could do for her, but there is something about Dorothy that makes those gestures special. Near the end of the story, Dorothy suggests a cruise ship vacation just only for the two of them, hoping this would finally make Blanche remember. Blanche happily accepts. Blanche also suggested that they act like couples, just as Dorothy told her what their love story on the cruise ship was like hoping this would help bring back her memories.

They didn't get on the same cruise ship like last time, but it was similar enough to the old one. One familiar evening, Dorothy offers Blanche to dance with her as she asked the new but nostalgic musicians to play Ennio Morricone’s “Playing Love” piece for her and her partner. They gladly accepted and Blanche cried in her shoulders as they danced slowly when the memories came flooding in her mind, as if it was a time-relapse, observing the familiar music in the background. They share a sweet, tender, passionate kiss as the ocean waves assorted with the music.

(If there are any errors, I apologize. I’m too lazy to go back and read the whole thing lmao 😭 give me a break, it’s only 4 in the morning jshjdhkshd)