Showing posts with label nerves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nerves. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 January 2017

The blog that it became!

Day 47 (Monday 16th January 2017)


47% of UK children eat confectionary at least once a dayonly 1 in 10
has 5 portions of fruit and 20% have no fresh fruit or vegetables
at all on a daily basis. 
Nearly 40% of Millennials surveyed my Mintel said
 that cereal was inconvenient for breakfast, because they had to
wash up after eating it. 
Less than 60% of suppers in the UK were
cooked at home last year
, compared to 75% 30 years ago. A 2014 survey
by Braun found that 
82% of parents used to do household chores
when young, but of those parents, only 28% of them required their children to do chores
.

Today is my father's 86th birthday. Yesterday my sons and I went to a Burgundy and Bangers party that he hosted for 28 friends. Great fun. I'm looking forward to next year's event and hope that he has a brilliant day today.

Denise Sanderson-Estcourt, the author of today's post, is an HR, OD and Learning specialist, working at the Royal College of Physicians. Denise describes her interests as Family, Fashion, Faith and Football. She is been a fearless campaigner, raising awareness of and funds for breast cancer, and has even been a glamorous Calendar Girl for the cause. She is also a fashion stylist and image consultant with her own business, Damson Belle - advising individuals on colour, style and cut (hair and outfits) to ensure that they look and feel their best. She is a loving and proud mother of a gorgeous son. Denise is an active blogger with various sites to cover her interests - work, fashion, and health. She lives in London. 

She is active on social media, you can follow her on Twitter (her handle is @DamsonHR).

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The blog that it became!

This is not the blog I'd intended to share. That one (drafted weeks ago) will for now, remain a long, disjointed reflective letter to self.

Instead this is the blog I can write right now. The one that I feel I can share, that talks about where I'm at in this moment.

Writing about the highs and the heart stuff wasn't that much of an issue.

At work, we've had a focus on celebrating success, so thinking about work highs (brand, putting OD on the map, some great training organised and training delivered that was well received) was no issue.




Thinking about life's highs was also a nice experience - the family holiday, re-learning how to ride a bike, most of the time with my son (parenting isn't always a joy!) and seeing the lantern exhibition - an unexpired pleasure, with said son,  would all be on the list. Such things also speak to the 'heart' bit - family time, downtime, fun time, bright things, learning and creativity for example.



Magic Lantern Festival at Chiswick House, West London

The writing about the "hollows" however was a different story - as a usually open person, the block felt like an odd, self-challenging situation. Somehow I just can't get the words around that theme so as to make sense from my head to the page. In truth, I'm not yet brave enough to go into the memory of the heavy hollows that I found myself in last year.

I've struggled therefore to write on all three aspects of the title (and that was feeling like a bit of a cop-out to me), and so I nearly submitted nothing at all.

But thanks to kindness and patience from Kate and a bit of a talking to (by me from me), here I am, sharing something written on a long train journey home.






The hollows piece may show up at some point, but for now I'll just share what I knew was the summary point of my previous attempts to write on the hollows part of the original blog:

  • Sometimes your heights are swiftly followed by your hollows - I think to keep you grounded.

  • Sometimes your hollows lead you to heights (of sorts!) for example how, for me, attending a funeral last year lead to reconnecting with much loved but long (emotionally) lost family.

  • Sometimes your hollows lead you to your heart's needs and dreams and other such things.

  • Sometimes your hollows lead to you seeking help and finding the heart in others.

  • But always, always the heart will get you through the hollows and to your heights, if you'll go with it.


So there you have it.


The blog that wasn't going to be is now this blog, you see!

And finally, the lesson for me in finally submitting this is...

Doing something over nothing = Feeling like a failure averted!








Sunday, 14 December 2014

Paths and Perceptions - Day 15

Day 15
15 - players in a Rugby Union team
Picture by André Lhote , 1917
Famous rugby players include: Sean Connery, John F. Kennedy, Richard Burton, 
J.R.R. Tolkein, Bill Clinton, Geirge W. Bush, Russell Crowe, Meat Loaf
Richard Harris and Ernesto "Che" Guevara.
1st game of every World Cup to date has been started with the same whistle. 
Andrew Jacobs is the talented soul who composed today's offering. I first met Andrew through social media, when he was working for the London Borough of Lambeth, the area I represent as a public governor for Guy's and St. Thomas' NHS Foundation Trust. It was an honour to be invited to be a speaker at one of his last leadership events. He has recently moved jobs and is now the Talent Management and Organisational Development Manager at the London Borough of Lewisham. Andrew writes an excellent blog, Lost and Desperate, which is rated by the Centre for Management and Organization Effectiveness as one of the top 50 most socially shared L&D blogs. Andrew is active on Twitter, you can follow him via @AndrewJacobsLD. He is a popular member of the London Tweet Up scene.

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Path and Perceptions.

Someone asks you to speak at an event because
“I* saw you speak at another event and you were very good”


*Someone I know saw you


You accept. Why wouldn't you?


The path. It's mapped out.


Synopsis by this date.  Please.


Thanks.


Photo by this date.  Please.


Thanks.


Content by this date.  Please.


Thanks.


We WILL film you. Are you OK with that?
There’s a perception...I see your videos. You're very good.
In reality, I can't watch them, my own voice repels me and I just think about what I could have and should have.


2 minutes later.


Or so it seems.


White lights.


Lights so bright that you can’t see the audience.


A lectern.


You look down at your notes, trying to memorise the first minute of the presentation.

There’s a perception that you’re not engaging with the audience because you’re making sure your content’s right.


The reality is you’re nervous and don’t want to let it show. Is it OK to show nerves?

You look around, trying to regain your composure. You can’t you look at your notes again. You shake. You feel yourself sweating and people believe you’re focusing, preparing yourself mentally.

What happens is your throat tightens, your mouth goes dry, you struggle to control your heart rate and breathing.


You hear an introduction. It describes someone you don’t recognise. Have you really done all those things? What will they expect of you now?
They think you are confident and in control.


You think that it can’t be good to be thought of like this. You’re humbled by the kind words and unsure of how to respond you start to speak. Why are the first 3 seconds always so tough?


You tell a joke - it’s meant to lighten the mood. Most people laugh.
They think you’re a humorous person. You amuse people.


You relax for a millisecond, relieved the funny line you’ve used a dozen times before works again. A millisecond later you hope you’re not being thought of as a comedian.


Your images, 12 feet high behind you, work their magic. The audience is enthralled.


You must spend hours finding the right images.


You spent hours finding the right images.


The audience is silent. Are they engaging?


They’re listening. Intently.

Audience - photo by Max Alexander
 
Are they waiting for you to make a mistake?


Your slide doesn’t advance. Without skipping a beat you fix the problem. You’re so well versed in making this work.


They haven’t seen you crash and burn so many times before that you now know YOUR slides in YOUR device work well.


Why should you trust other people’s equipment?


Your content is slick. Your delivery professional.


They haven't seen the hours of practice round your living room, on trains,  in the shower,  in bed,  whilst washing up,  between meetings.  Is it a reasonable price to pay for the stress it will cause on the day?
Demosthene S'Exerce a la Parole (Demosthenes Practicing Oratory)
by Jean Lecomte du Nouy
Hand-coloured photogravure published by Goupil in 1884
The obligatory question time afterwards is straightforward and all the questions get answered fully. Your topic knowledge is extensive.


Or is it that you were asked a similar question last time? Why is it always the same questions? The presentation must be missing something if the same questions keep being asked. You have to vary what you do next time. If there’s a next time.


You hear applause. They appreciate you.


Is that applause as loud as last time?


People congratulate you. They say nice things.


You don't hear the praise and seek out the criticism.  Why is criticism easier to accept and manage?


They loved the content and that it was tailored to that specific audience.


You spent hours making sure you crafted varied content, tailored to that specific audience.  Don't they realise you spent 6 hours putting that together?


A week later.


Feedback sheets are full of praise.


You are a great speaker.

The eloquent Mr. Pickwick
Illustration from Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens (1812-70)
coloured engraving by Cecil Aldin

You agonise over the fact that some people didn’t feed back.


Do they want to say something critical but don't have the willpower?


You receive another speaking request.


You are going to set off on another path,  agonising over content,  your neuroses,  your exposure.


It's a good job you enjoy it. Why wouldn't you?


Paths and perceptions.


Theodore Roosevelt - an excellent orator
This classic picture of him on the stump originally appeared
in the New York Times in 1912, the photographer is unknown.

40 inspirational speeches in 2 minutes
spliced from various movies by Matthew Belinkie