What better time than a sunny bank holiday Monday to start a new notebook?
So that's exactly what I did.
Monday, 27 May 2013
Monday, 26 November 2012
Livity Advantage Week 3/4: Life According to Ronan Keating
There's the established
notion of a difficult second album, but this past week I've been battling with
an evasive, supposedly serial blog post.
For the first time in a while I am busy. Every-minute-of-the-day, where-the-heck-has-the-time-gone busy, and I am loving it. I spend my days engrossed in the Livity Advantage course like an oft-mentioned sponge, and my nights to-ing and fro-ing both literally and figuratively as I sign my life and brainpower over to an increasing number of wonderful things.
The past week marked the halfway point of the Livity Advantage course (eek!) and with it came endless pontificating about the possibilities that lay ahead, and the massive scope of opportunities that are just waiting to be seized. I know we're learning and ‘growing’ as potential employees, but it also feels like we're in a limbo of sorts; a suspended animation of keen, raw talent and any minute now someone is going to press the great big play button and we'll have only a few seconds to acclimatise before we hit the ground, preferably running.8 weeks never seemed long, but now we’ve gone past the tipping point, as it were, it’s almost like we’ve climbed the arduous but arguably comfortable incline and now we’re teetering at the top, verging on descent, ready for the last 4 weeks to go rushing past our ears as we plunge in to the real world faster than our stomachs can handle.
I don’t often find myself referencing the esteemed Ronan Keating in day-to-day life (complete lie) but I can’t deny that the man summed it up pretty succinctly when he sang about life, rollercoasters and the duplicity betwixt them, as my previous analogy would clearly suggest.So, while I fight against every fibre of my being and refrain from labouring Mr Keating’s metaphor any further (at huge personal cost, might I add) I should probably fleetingly declare my undying love for the Penguin Spinebreakers brief we are currently working on, which I will no doubt go in to much more detail about next week when we’ve PITCHED TO PENGUIN. Sorry, obligatory caps lock there while I endeavour to let that sink in. Oh, and I’m also climbing up the O2 to sing carols at sunrise which will potentially be televised. So yeah, next week will be an interesting one!So, in essence, it’s in your interest to stay tuned because, well, for one, I’m going to be standing on top of the O2, in December, in choir robes, singing Christmas carols at 7am, and not many people can promise you that in a weekly(ish) blog post.
For the first time in a while I am busy. Every-minute-of-the-day, where-the-heck-has-the-time-gone busy, and I am loving it. I spend my days engrossed in the Livity Advantage course like an oft-mentioned sponge, and my nights to-ing and fro-ing both literally and figuratively as I sign my life and brainpower over to an increasing number of wonderful things.
The past week marked the halfway point of the Livity Advantage course (eek!) and with it came endless pontificating about the possibilities that lay ahead, and the massive scope of opportunities that are just waiting to be seized. I know we're learning and ‘growing’ as potential employees, but it also feels like we're in a limbo of sorts; a suspended animation of keen, raw talent and any minute now someone is going to press the great big play button and we'll have only a few seconds to acclimatise before we hit the ground, preferably running.8 weeks never seemed long, but now we’ve gone past the tipping point, as it were, it’s almost like we’ve climbed the arduous but arguably comfortable incline and now we’re teetering at the top, verging on descent, ready for the last 4 weeks to go rushing past our ears as we plunge in to the real world faster than our stomachs can handle.
I don’t often find myself referencing the esteemed Ronan Keating in day-to-day life (complete lie) but I can’t deny that the man summed it up pretty succinctly when he sang about life, rollercoasters and the duplicity betwixt them, as my previous analogy would clearly suggest.So, while I fight against every fibre of my being and refrain from labouring Mr Keating’s metaphor any further (at huge personal cost, might I add) I should probably fleetingly declare my undying love for the Penguin Spinebreakers brief we are currently working on, which I will no doubt go in to much more detail about next week when we’ve PITCHED TO PENGUIN. Sorry, obligatory caps lock there while I endeavour to let that sink in. Oh, and I’m also climbing up the O2 to sing carols at sunrise which will potentially be televised. So yeah, next week will be an interesting one!So, in essence, it’s in your interest to stay tuned because, well, for one, I’m going to be standing on top of the O2, in December, in choir robes, singing Christmas carols at 7am, and not many people can promise you that in a weekly(ish) blog post.
Sunday, 11 November 2012
Livity Advantage Week 2: The Science of Learning
There’s something strange about sitting down at the end of a
week and contemplating the seven days you've just lived. Obviously on Livity Advantage
I am tangibly learning new things what feels like every other minute of the day,
and so the process of going over what I've encountered, cementing new ideas and
consolidating the vast amounts of information in to something akin to being
able to process and fully useful to me is a sensible one that actually presents
immediate and obvious benefits, but how many of us do that in ‘regular
circumstances’?
What did you learn this week?
It might be something small, like a new function within your
email account (or perhaps rather large if that function was compose, or even
send) or something huge like how to manage your emotions in a certain situation,
or that crucial algorithm that’s going to completely revolutionise the way you
work. No matter what you've done, where you've been, or who you have or haven’t
been in contact with, I guarantee you have learnt something over the past week;
that something has been added to the vast, limitless database that exists
inside your head, even if you’re not consciously aware of it.
Still not convinced?
Ok, I’ll go.
*deep breath*
This week, week 2 of the Livity Advantage course, I have discovered the ins and outs of the power
of video content from the incredibly-named Hugo Soul, been let in on Matt Connolly’s 3-point plan for business success, learnt the incredible reach and
growing impact of mobile, and mind-numbing statistics from Mary Burris at
Google, like the fact that there are over 850k Android devices activated each and every day,
which is in fact more than the number of babies born, and also how to go about forming
a coherent, useful status report for an expectant client, and that really is
just off the top of my head.
I know I'm in a specific learning environment, but wouldn't it be a fantastic thing to get to the end of a week and just stop and think
about what it is we've done, or even achieved, and be able to self-assess and
self-manage in a way that could ultimately improve the way we live, and indeed
go about living as a whole.
Why not give it a try? It doesn't have to be written down,
but just have a think. Is there anything else that you would like to learn or
achieve in the next week? Is there anything that in 1 week’s time you would
like to be able to think back on, maybe sat where you are now, and feel proud
of or feel, tangibly, like you've learnt or done something useful to you or
maybe even to those around you.
“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an
act, but a habit.” Aristotle
Another thing I learnt this week, from Lizzie Bentley-Bowers
at Coaching Impact.
It’s not easy to self-examine, but even on a superficial
level, knowledge is power.
Oh, and one other thing I've learned: Steve Lennon has pretty awesome
taste in random, heart-warming YouTube videos.
Thursday, 8 November 2012
Live What You Love
Have you ever been so deep in thought that you almost missed your stop?
It happened to me for the first time earlier this week on my way home from the Livity office. (I can only apologise to the woman sat next to me at the time for the actual, physical jolt of realisation that occurred on my part, and what was potentially the ensuing heart-attack on hers.)
For the first time in a very long time I am excited to get up and get to the office in the morning, and I find myself riding the residual buzz of excitement and inspiration all the way home at night, right up until I'm overcome by sleep. I'd forgotten, or perhaps never even known what it feels like to be so completely engaged, and as the sudden influx of posts would suggest, my creativity has been poked with a great big stick and roused from hibernation.
This is living; truly.
Everything suddenly makes sense, and in the most clichéd, cringe-inducing fashion I now know what it means to be high on life; nigh-on intoxicated by living what I love, and achieving and learning so much more because of it.
It happened to me for the first time earlier this week on my way home from the Livity office. (I can only apologise to the woman sat next to me at the time for the actual, physical jolt of realisation that occurred on my part, and what was potentially the ensuing heart-attack on hers.)
For the first time in a very long time I am excited to get up and get to the office in the morning, and I find myself riding the residual buzz of excitement and inspiration all the way home at night, right up until I'm overcome by sleep. I'd forgotten, or perhaps never even known what it feels like to be so completely engaged, and as the sudden influx of posts would suggest, my creativity has been poked with a great big stick and roused from hibernation.
This is living; truly.
Everything suddenly makes sense, and in the most clichéd, cringe-inducing fashion I now know what it means to be high on life; nigh-on intoxicated by living what I love, and achieving and learning so much more because of it.
Sunday, 4 November 2012
Livity Advantage: Week 1
Wow. Well. What can I say? It’s been quite the week and there
are 7 more still to go. It’s all been a bit of a whirlwind, and I’m not even
being clichéd when I say my feet have barely touched the ground. (Well, maybe a
bit) I’m incredibly lucky to have been chosen as part of the final 15 for
Livity Advantage who now make up our very own agency that will be dealing with
real-life briefs and clients over the 8-week period, all the while learning the
hows, whats, whens, wheres and whys of Digital Media from some of the best in
the industry based around a series of Google-pioneered toolkits. Got that?
Good. Bear with.
Wednesday, 31 October 2012
Disadvantage as Advantage
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Every cloud has a silver lining.
Use your disadvantage to your advantage.
That last statement came from Jon Akwue, global client
managing director at Engine, just this afternoon. I’m currently part of an
incredible programme called Livity Advantage, run through Livity UK and led by
Google, and through their amazing 8-week Digital Expert course I, along with 14
others have had, and will have, the chance to meet with, talk to, and learn
from outstanding industry experts and forerunners such as Jon, and it was our
meeting with him earlier that got me thinking, non-stop, all the way home.
The notion of disadvantage is a broad one, and perhaps a
sensitive one, but the idea that you can use what makes you different, makes
you you, (your ‘Unique Selling Point’) even if it’s perhaps been in the first
instance less than positive, is an incredibly powerful one. Jon’s point really drove
home that in almost every sense of the word I’m actually advantaged, in so much
as I’m not disadvantaged. I’m incredibly lucky in most respects, in that I’m
white, lower middle class, and come from an incredibly supportive family who
were also able to live near a decent school. I’m not the standard model when
someone says the word disadvantaged, because in most respects I’m not.
Here’s where it gets tricky, or perhaps interesting, never
mind the fact that it’s been going round and round my head for about 5 hours. My
‘disadvantage’ is exclusively mine to disclose. With the best will in the world, ethnicity,
just for example, or some disabilities, is not necessarily something you have a
choice about disclosing when walking in to a room. But is that a good thing, or
not? It struck me today just how right Jon Akwue was with his statement, and
how much people who’ve seen both sides of the coin have to offer in that
respect, but also, just how much my frankly incomparable ‘disadvantage’ is a
silent burden, as at face value, I am, well, advantaged.
I went to University, I stayed for 4 years, but I didn’t get
a degree. On paper, I wasted 4 years of my life and have very little to show
for the massive amount of debt I’m in because of those years. In reality, I had
some of the best experiences of my life, but also lived through the worst,
darkest days of my existence. As a consequence I learnt so much about myself,
and about the world around me and how things impact each other that I am now in
fact a stronger, no, better person because of what I experienced, and have a
completely different angle on life and the way I work and tackle things because
of it.
My newly-acquired angle is the USP I bring to the table, but
the problem I face is that of deciding, or perhaps knowing when and sometimes
even if, to disclose. I have the benefit, or perhaps advantage of being able to
disclose my ‘disadvantage’ at will, but then there are all the pre-conceived
notions that accompany what I’ve been through which often take a lot more than
a conversation at interview to dispel, while it is what I’ve been through (loosely)
that is the reason I am right for the job and could bring so much to the role.
Tricky, no?
I know what I have to offer, but my next challenge is
proving it to the people I want to work with, in spite of what’s in the past.
If at first you don’t succeed and all that.
Challenge accepted.
Wednesday, 10 October 2012
Black Dog Obedience Training
Depression. Even the word is heavy. It presses down on you,
on your life. It impedes movement both physical and metaphorical, and smothers
you to the point of almost suffocation.
I could wax lyrical about the poetic darkness of depression,
and the viscous, black hold it can have over people, but on World Mental Health
Day of all days, and at the point in life I currently find myself it feels
pertinent to make the simplest but truest of statements:
It gets better.
Not now, not tomorrow, maybe not straight away, and not
necessarily forever, but there are places and people who can lift the load, and
tighten the leash, and you will stand up straight and breathe deeply again: I
promise.
There have been times in the past few years where even just
reading that statement would have elicited vicious, unbelieving laughter, so
please; bear with me. There will also be those of you who have never experienced
mental health issues who may wonder why it’s even worth giving such a widely and
(dangerously) naively assumed notion the time of day.
To you, I say that it gets better, not because depression is some "temporary indulgence of the weak," but because it has to. In the most basic of
senses, when a person hits rock bottom the only way they have is up, and even
what may seem, or sometimes even feel, to both them and others like the
smallest of advances should not be diminished. Clichés become so due to an
element of universal truth, and the adage that we are our own worst enemies is
most certainly true. Who else has such absolute power over you? Who else knows
all your shameful, hateful secrets and exactly what it is about those secrets
that scares and haunts you? Who else knows exactly what to say to ruin your
day? When fighting with yourself, with what’s inside you, there isn’t the
luxury of being able to put distance between you and the problem. When you are
the reason you can’t bear to get out of bed in the morning, or leave the house
for fear of having to interact with others, or pick up the phone because you’re
scared of not knowing what to say to the person on the other end, then refuge
is hard to find.
It gets better because having been through depression, I
know that I understand myself so much better as a person and actually, that
without having been to hell and back I wouldn’t be the stronger, more informed and
together person I am today. When in the depths of depression I sought help
through what I saw as weakness and desperation, but as I’ve progressed both
through and upwards I’ve realised that there’s an incredible strength in even
feeling able to reach out for help, and I know that it is the power I have
gained over the illness that has enabled me to feel strong enough to recognise
the signs and understand myself better while putting in place the support network
that I know I can utilise if ever the same thing starts to happen again. I
realise that it perhaps sounds to an outsider that I had a charmed, easy ride
with my depression which, for one, I don’t think is physically possible, and is
a dangerous idea that should be quickly dispelled. Make no mistake: I have
fought to be where I am today. I have battled myself, negative stereotypes and
stigma, and not to mention the god damn depression itself, and I have
encountered stumbling blocks, setbacks and colossal great snakes that have sent
me all the way back down to the start, both within my own mind and from outside
influences, but though the road is long and winding, let me tell you: the view
from the top makes it all worthwhile.
So yes, it does get better, but at different rates and with
different definitions of success for different people.
Better is completely subjective when it comes to mental health,
and there are so many groups and organisations out there waiting to help, just
as soon as you’re ready to let them, so do.