Month: September 2015
What’s stopping you?
I have a very simple technique I use with people who seem to be stuck. Maybe they’re holding on to something they need to let go of Perhaps they can’t imagine what their future might look like Sometimes they have a self-limiting belief that seems to be derailing them 3 simple questions: For the more… Read More What’s stopping you?
The added value that is coaching . . .
Coaching is not new, modern or unknown; it’s simply a helping activity, used as one of many complementary practices for organisational development. When asked, “how do you develop your team?” the stock response of “I send them on training courses” is typical within cultures where people have for years been trained rather than developed. And it’s been… Read More The added value that is coaching . . .
We’re all on a journey . . .
Let someone know you care . . .
If there’s one thing you say to someone close to you today . . .
Storytelling at its best . . .
We can each react to change in different ways. Occasionally (probably rarely) we like it, but more often than not, we resist. Recognise any of these? You question whether the change represents real change or a simple reworking of an idea – you’re a sceptic You reminisce, fondly, over bygone days –… Read More Storytelling at its best . . .
Note to self . . . Development
The first in my Note to self series. Print if off, cut it out, keep it close. Look out for others coming your way over the next few weeks.
The whats and the hows . . .
I’ve been looking on professional networking sites at the profiles of many leaders, and have been more surprised by what they don’t share, than what they do. Quite rightly, their stories tell of technical, operational, functional competence and skill-sets – the whats. But so many fail to acknowledge a key element of their leadership success: their talent… Read More The whats and the hows . . .
Little things that mean a lot . . .
Last month, nearly 1,000 miles from home, I met a South Korean girl touring the same city as me. She asked me, in her limited English, if I knew whether a nearby café was open. In my non-existent Korean, somehow I managed to convey that I didn’t know, and we had a conversation about… Read More Little things that mean a lot . . .
