February 28, 2010
We’re only three hours into the Authentic Leadership Course and I have a moment of reflection. We all know that adrenalin is a killer, so to speak, but console ourselves that it’s useful in getting ourselves moving/presenting/whatever.
I’m not so sure. This course has started and will continue I am sure without the use of that drug. Already, deep connections are being made and we are speaking of the trust that is already building. Building because we are all being ourselves. There’s no adrenalin-pumping stunts that seem to fill much of our business life – presumably to impress others and “get the point across”.
Get the point across. That’s it – feeding out stuff to unsuspecting and eventually unreceptive audiences – whether that be a class, a team or a board.
Three hours can get you to Sydney. It can also get you connecting in places you never thought possible with people you’ve never met before.
Imagine what you could do at work if you relaxed, trusted and lost the mask. Now there’s a leader’s vision.
February 28, 2010
If you’re born on the 13th every now and again you’ll have a birthday on Friday 13th – infamous because of the Pope’s order to kill the Knights Templar (nothing to do with black cats actually!). I am sure Mum was happy to have me on the 13th – probably happy just to have me out! I don’t remember the start now, but I’ve learned to be happy, including when it’s 13.
I headed off yesterday afternoon on a run from Titirangi shops through Exhibition Drive, Pipeline track to the Arataki Visitors Centre. Cruising through Exhibition Drive (flat!) my GPS watch told me I was sitting on 5.25 min/km. Okay I thought, not bad, could improve but let’s see how we go. The Waitakere forest is beautiful. Summer, Winter, sunny, rainy, misty it’s perfect I reckon.
But today was sunny and hot. As I rounded the 7k mark deep into the forest, the GPS reports suddenly deteriorated and the average approached 6. My legs pumping I began the climb to the visitors centre through the new section of the Hillary Trail. It’s steep, windy and an ideal blowout for me prior to our Authentic Leadership Course today. But when you’re happy the hills are fine – and the run feels all the better for it.
Passing back into Titirangi, the GPS told me I’d done a little over 13km – 5.51 average. Needs to improve but the legs have had a workout.
13. We’ll start off cruising and happy today with our new cohort and we’ll do some uphill. It will be happy and rich with life like the forest. Welcome everyone, it’s going to be a great week. We’re ready. Let our reflection begin.
February 27, 2010
The Auckland Lantern Festival is a feast for the eyes and the mouth. Inside the entrance to Albert Park is a brightly lit glass tiger, representing the animal that Chinese mythology prescribes for this year – the year of the tiger. So if are born in 2010 or going back, in multiples of 12 then the year of the tiger is your year. Like me!
Strolling around the Festival last night sporting the AUTCIL’s trademark “What makes you a leader?” T-shirt a group of teenagers called out “hey what makes you a leader”. ”What do you think?” I responded. “Oh this beautiful face” responded a girl. ”What is it?” said another. ”It’s what you have inside that makes you a leader” I said. Still enthusiastic, Ms self-proclaimed Beautiful Face declared “It’s what you bring to the table”.
What will you bring to the table during this year of the tiger?
February 24, 2010
I wrote previously about values, talking about keeping the curtains open so the burglar couldn’t operate without being seen from the street. A new awareness has grown in me recently about values, especially those that have scant regard for them. Sometimes when we run courses we have the groups define the values that they will live by for the duration of the course. This is a useful check on behaviours and like everything we do on-course, something the participants can take back to home and work.
But what about our own values? Do we write a list of them and make sure we’re living by them? I doubt it and here’s why. They’re deep inside. The true values are us. Like not defining ourselves, we don’t need to record, define or articulate them to ourselves. But like the burglar who sneaks into the curtained back street office to steal valuables, we need to make sure the curtains are open on our values. By stealth and manipulation, others less attracted to a value-centred life will rip them out if it suits them when you are vulnerable.
So why am I on about this now? In the last month several people we know have been in vulnerable positions financially. This is not uncommon now with the economy in a fragile state and business tight in many sectors. They have, each of them, been separately manipulated into positions through rumour and misinformation where they have had to make business decisions in order to survive. These are decisions that they do not wish to make, they are decisions that go against their own values, but they’ve done it to survive.
I can understand people in dire circumstances of famine commiting offences to feed their family. We see that often in Tsunamis, hurricanes and the like. All is lost and survival hangs by a thread. I do not know the personal circumstances of the people sufficiently to judge whether or not that might be their situation. And I won’t judge. But what I see is sad.
When you allow your values to be stolen for money you better hope that you can afford to buy some more from somewhere else. I don’t reckon the thief will give you any back. Trouble is though, money can’t buy values. Strange isn’t it – you can sell them, but can’t buy them.
How do you value your values?