Showing posts with label curiosity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label curiosity. Show all posts

Monday, 14 December 2015

Not all those who wander are lost

Day 15 (Tuesday December 15th 2015)
15 miles per hour (c 25 kph) is the swimming speed of a Gentoo penguin.
Generally larger species swim faster than smaller ones. Penguins reach their top speeds
when they are porpoising through the water (i.e leaping in the air while swimming).
There are 18 species of penguin. The Emperor is the largest standing at 4 feet and weighing 90 pounds;
the smallest is the Little Blue, which is 10 inches tall and weighs 2.5 pounds.

Today's piece is written by Peter Cook, it looks at the highs and lows of his career and the year just gone. As he mentions below, he has been in business for 21 years (working in Pharmaceuticals, Academia and Consulting), but his life is and always has been inspired and interlaced with music - especially rock music. If you get the chance to spend and evening with Peter, ideally with his guitar and a group of friends, I would urge you to join him - you will leave with a beaming grin. Peter writes his "musings" in an engaging blog as well as writing for Virgin and he has been invited to write a book this by a leading business book publisher, having self-published some popular volumes himself. He is an active participant on social media (follow him on Twitter via @AcademyOfRock or catch one of his rock interviews).


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I always enjoy the process of downloading what I’ve learned through the year with a view to uploading changes for the next year, finding the process cathartic and renewing. It’s one of the processes I’ve used for 21 years in business, mostly with my wife Alison, who patiently listens to the highs and lows of running a business. 


Mrs Cook is NOT like this
I’m convinced that the art of reflection, learning and adaptation is one of the most important rituals that have contributed to my personal resilience and longevity in a world where the half-life of most businesses is in free-fall. 




In recent times, I’ve been able to give Alison some respite from this reflective practice by sharing my hopes, fears, fantasies and nightmares in the full glare of the world. 



The process of downloading and uploading is a cathartic ritual that helps build an adaptive organisation, whether you are a small business or a large one.

Strategic Improvisation

My background as a scientist instilled curiosity and the understanding that most of life is a series of experiments.  It has been very good for my life as a musician and even better now we live in an age of disruptive change. In a VUCA (volatile, uncertain, complex and ambiguous) business environment, life in a business requires perpetual change and experimentation to find new focal points. This is a subtle but important difference than a “random walk” which can leads to fad surfing and a lack of consolidation of your value. I’ve probably been involved in what I call “strategic improvisation” for at least 10 years, through one of the deepest recessions for many decades and, at last, some of the results are beginning to show from what I did when there was not much to do in terms of paid activity during those times.



Joining the dots

People tell me that much of my longevity as a business comes down to collaborations and connecting the dots between people, passions and purposes. After winning a prize from Sir Richard Branson, for my work on leadership, last year, this has flourished, through some deliberation and a bit of luck, into writing for Virgin, gaining an interview with Richard for my new book with Bloomsbury and, more recently running events, which blend business excellence with music in Branson’s Virgin Money Lounges, giving me the good fortune to work alongside Class A rock stars and discover their insights into business, life and the universe. I have also forged a partnership with the awesome Ted Coiné (awesome is not a word that I am drawn to as a Brit), but he does deserve this tag with his exclusive network Open for Business.



Restarting the engines

This year has finally been one when a number of businesses have started again to use the services of external people after many years of simply treading water whilst people halted projects or suspended the use of outside people to contain costs.  We’ve been fortunate to deliver a range of projects from HR reviews, facilitated strategy summits to leadership and innovation conferences for companies as diverse as FujiFilm, Pfizer, Roche, University College London, Bentley and MSD in the UK, Ireland, Italy, Greece, Denmark, Germany and Poland.

Private joys and public disappointments

I believe that we work best when we do what we love. In my case that means occasionally doing things that some people tell me are dream jobs. Amongst the private joys I’ve had in 2015, I’d mention these:

1. Taking Robert Peston to a P-Funk concert with George Clinton and subsequently writing him a song for his departure from the BBC in support of Cancer Research UK. Check “Pestonomics” out here:





2. Interviewing John Mayall, the Godfather of the Blues, Prince’s sax player, Marcus Anderson and Prince’s first lady, Sheila E, about flow, improvisation, music and a range of other topics. I was delighted to find that Sheila had read one of my books “Sex, Leadership and Rock’n’Roll” – just an incredible result from networking. Check Sheila’s interview out here:




3. Performing on stage at London’s Borderline with Bernie Tormé, Ozzy Osbourne and Ian Gillan’s guitarist. Bernie was extremely kind in crediting me for having helped him restart his career, a great honour and a privilege for someone who takes no prisoners.  Here’s the 3 minute rehearsal:




4. The greatest love of all was recording four songs as a tribute to my good friend Bill Nelson, who has inspired the likes of Kate Bush, David Bowie, Brian Eno, Brian May. Bill has been a constant source of inspiration and wisdom for over 40 years of my life and remains to this day a permanent flame when the lights go out. Check out our song “Crying to the Sky” which was itself an homage to Jimi Hendrix and one of my earliest musical influences “Adventures in a Yorkshire Landscape”, written about Bill’s home area. Recording these songs was not an idle adventure. It introduced me to Robert Craven, Virgin author and business speaker, also a Bill Nelson nut.






One big disappointment came via a small business owner who showed up in a Bentley to ask me for some friendly advice in transforming his career from a recruitment boss to a personal development speaker and author. After some analysis I told him that, whilst his transformation was not impossible, it would be a vertical climb from his current business and that he needed to operate from his existing expertise base as a recruitment business owner.

He said he was willing to do the work and I assisted with some mentoring to help him reach his goal. However, he had also approached a "branding and social media guru", who advised that there was a much easier way to achieve his transformation. She told him the answer lay in simply creating a website and a series of social media banners for his new enterprise. She also advised him to adopt the "spray and pray" approach to social media, buying Twitter followers, etc. He followed the “guru's advice” as it was easier but it didn’t work. Moreover shortly after his visit he told me that he had gone bankrupt and could not pay me for the work I’d done. Later on it turned out he was caught pimping his young girlfriend out at a hotel. I have never had a bad debt in 21 years, nor dealt with a man with a Bentley who turned out to be a charlatan. Well, we live and learn I guess!


Stranded Bentley
Hopes and fears

“I made it through the wilderness, yeah I made it through” – Madonna

Having come through the recession over 8 years, I come out of it having refined what I do, branded it, become much better networked and with a range of artefacts to show for my efforts, the most precious one of which is a major new book called “Leading Innovation, Creativity and Enterprise” for Bloomsbury.

Of course, I am 8 years older into the bargain and this occasionally worries me as young things can see such people as irrelevant in a workplace that values apps over application and wisdom. 


App-reciation
To survive in business in an adaptive environment requires improvisation, curiosity and the willingness to learn new things without becoming distracted by every shiny new thing that passes you by. As an improvising musician and scientist I feel up for the challenge. Tonight as I finish writing this I am off to the after party at the Assembly Halls in Tunbridge Wells with Mel C, Spike Edney from Queen, Graham Gouldman (10CC), Cheryl Baker (Bucks Fizz) and Madeleine Bell of Hot Chocolate, having just received a personal invite to the show from Patti Russo, Meatloaf’s singing partner. I was blessed to meet Patti on a pavement smoking a fag a year ago without having a clue who she was. She was kind enough to credit me as playing a part in her reinvention after Meatloaf gave up live performances. I guess this goes to show that being young at heart is what really counts and not all those that wander are lost …




Wednesday, 10 December 2014

Paths, Baths and Other Words - Day 11

Day 11
Apollo 11
launched at 0932 EDT 16th July 1969
It was the spaceflight that enabled the 1st manned landing on the Moon
Space flight does weird things to human bodies - on average people grow 3 inches 
after a couple of weeks and following a few months in space their bones get weaker

Today's high flier and excellent Advent Blog writer is Ali Germain. Her piece is personal, brave, informative and inspiring. Be warned, as you will see, Ali has had quite a year, indeed, quite a life leading up to this year. Her post makes me appreciate how important it is to connect, understand, prioritise and to acknowledge the best (both in outcomes and others). Ali is an Organisational Development Director for a major media and entertainment business. You can follow her on Twitter via @AliGermain1 or admire and be inspired by her photos - she is a talented photographer (especially of birds).
Female Kestrel taking flight
copyright Ali Germain
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Paths and Perceptions.  Paths and Perceptions. Perceptions of Paths…  “There are no Paths”, I said to my friend.  “No baths?” my friend said. 

Before I launch in to a blog about how my other half and I have just taken 14 months to build a new shower room, the Perceptions of Paths…

On the day I graduated I was too tired to share the drive home. I laid down on the back seat of the car whilst my family ribbed me for not pulling my weight. 

Graduating at Manchester
The next day I collapsed in a pub garden, and not from alcohol! I had a series of operations over an 8 week period and was eventually sent home to my parent’s house with a wheelchair and a diagnosis of Endometriosis.  Endo what?

I read the leaflet I had been given.  1 in 10 women have it. I was young to have it at 21.  Average length of diagnosis is around 9 years.  Best thing you can do is get pregnant.  That’s a tough one because it is a chronic disease that can make that particularly tricky.  When you don’t have a boyfriend it’s even harder.  No-one knows why you get Endo and no one can make it go away.  People don’t tend to talk about it openly and most people know someone with it.  Cue sisters and aunts, nieces and cousins.

(The science bit – basically the magical cells women have in their womb that respond to hormone levels each month and bleed, have created a faction, sometimes many factions, and have escaped on a mission to take up position elsewhere, most commonly in the tightly packed pelvic area – think bowel, ovaries, bladder…The mission is unknown.  What these cells do well is bleed wherever they may be, in response to hormone levels changing, causing scabs (adhesions) and cysts and pain and pain, and the need for patient partners and friends, and warm bathroom floors for curling up on sometimes, and all of this is totally invisible. Women who have this will mostly look radiant.  Smart cells.  Smart women.)


Source: www.endofacts.com
So.  My MA in American Literature was put on hold.  My move to Nottingham was postponed.  I moved back home and was looked after by my parents and I thought about stuff a lot.  Dr Slack had told me that there was a 90% chance I couldn’t have kids.  I had a lot on my mind.

It was a tough year at home as I convalesced and managed my rehabilitation at a time my friends were taking their place in the world, following their paths.  MAs, graduate jobs, setting up cosy nests with their partners from Uni.  A preface to dog ownership and a mortgage, and a bigger car, before the terrible twos appear on Facebook.  That path. 

At that point in time, for the first time in my life, I didn’t have a path in front of me.  I had no idea what was next. 

Seems to be the end of the road
© Copyright Richard Croft
licensed for reuse under this Creative Commons Licence.

Now we have to fast forward 17 years.  Come with me now!  With no paths, time travel is possible! 

Over the years, living with my Endo packaging, I have become a Master at not having a path to follow.  I follow my nose.  I simply focus on having a really good day.  And over time, I have loads of those because they pile up one after the other.  Paths are a product of hindsight for me.  Something that only makes sense once it’s all strung together behind me. 

In January this year I was sitting at my in-laws kitchen table and I got a sharp stabbing pain in my back.  I swore.  Everyone decided I had a gall stone and we left with promise of me going to the Dr.

I didn’t go to the Dr, because I knew what it was, and I wasn’t ready yet. 


 And then it began.  After 4 consecutive years of good health I was back, a customer in the NHS system.  Endo can be cumulative.  Month after month, faction on faction, energy levels flickering, attitude chanting – be strong, be strong, be strong.   Diet adjustments, social engagements cancelled and cancelled and cancelled again.

The enclosure of an anchorite by a bishop
early 15th-century illumination from a Pontifical manuscript
(Image: Master and Fellows of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge)
My days quickly became narrow in real terms– work, eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep, repeat.  Yet on the days on the sofa between Columbo and NCIS, I went on plenty of adventures thanks to my curious mind and my iPad.  Time to think is a precious thing and I am lucky to have that interwoven in to my days.
Curiosity - the Mars rover
Self-Portrait by Curiosity Rover Arm Camera
NASA
This year I realised how much Endo has taught me about how to be.  From the practical to the sublime.  How to stay steady, how food works, how to rely on myself, how to trust others, how to show up, how to know when not to, how to never say yes to local anaesthetic ever again, how to explain how I feel, how to let others respond, how to deal with uncertainty, how to be generous when I don’t feel like it and how to feel a bit shit when that is what I want to do.

Endo teaches me the discipline of focus.  It teaches me to go hell for leather at the priorities and not to waste any energy that I don’t have on the small stuff.  It reminds me constantly that we are all products of the support network around us.

(The gushy bit - Thank you to my brother who came for dinner at 7.30pm every night for 2 weeks and listened to my drug fuelled ramblings.  And to my manager who let me wibble at him about adopting dogs day after day.  And to wonderful Tom who reminds me to deal only in what I know.  And my friends who leave me with my family ‘til I am right again because they know, that’s how I know, how to heal.  And my mum, who I know would do anything to have this herself and make it okay for me, but she can’t, so instead she diligently reminds me I told her I needed to walk every day, even on the tough ones, and she is there, rain or shine, in her brilliant purple walking shoes).

Mum's boots

Ali in 2013 with her Mum after raising £1k
for Endometriosis UK by walking
All this love and collaboration means I have quality of life. 

And suddenly it’s not about Endo anymore.  It’s about an approach to the day ahead, an approach to life.   “You must have to take care of yourself well” someone said to me.  “Yes I do,” I replied. “Just like everyone else”.

In a year where I am corporately “Exceeding Expectations”, have spent enough hours on the sofa to finally figure out Twitter, have met some wonderful like minds who can do corporate and be creative (no way!), and I have had 2 blogs published, Endo still does not define me.  It continues to inform me.   For the 21 year old English Lit grad who is still in my heart, with aspirations to be a writer one day, this year has been a very very good thing.

Just not the thing I thought it would be.

So no, I don’t think there are paths.  There are just perceptions of paths.  I think there is stuff we would like.  And there is stuff we are aiming for.  And there is stuff we need to be better at experiencing in the moment it happens.  And there is stuff we will never know about too. 

(The motivational ending – I’m looking forward to the stuff of Christmas.  To enjoying some walks, to digging out the bag from the spare room cupboard that has all of our decorations in it, to sharing some laughs with my family and to eating myself silly as long as its wheat free.  Let’s look after ourselves and each other this holiday.  Let’s be generous in our spirit and show up wholly to our days, no matter what they may bring us). 

Happy Christmas!

Robin in flight

Black-tailed Godwits at the harbour, Hengistbury Head
copyright Ali Germain