30/04/2026
My dad was a Morris dancer.
Hereford in the 80s. Bells, sticks, the green man, characters older than the church itself walking through the city on May Day.
I always wanted to dance around the Maypole.
I was too little.
I'm thinking about it today because it's May Day here in Adelaide and the leaves have turned red.
The sunshine has gone chilly.
Same date.
Opposite season.
Same direction in the calendar, opposite direction in the weather.
Two people doing exactly the same thing on exactly the same day, with completely different conditions running underneath.
Which is also the thing I keep noticing in my client work.
Two founders can run the same launch. Post the same content. Hire the same coach. Follow the same playbook.
Wildly different results.
The variable isn't the strategy.
It's the pattern running underneath.
You don't have a strategy problem.
You have a pattern problem.
If you want to know yours, the 2-minute quiz names it ↓
https://offers.selenawoodward.com/whats-blocking-me-page?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=post&utm_campaign=ep72-quiz&utm_content=friHappy May Day. Whichever season you're in.Selena x
(Found this in a Hereford memories group this morning. Maypole, 1980s. The kids on the ground are about my size in the story.)📸 Maypole photo: Roderick Evans / Your Herefordshire memories group