Two young gold fish were swimming along and they met an older fish, who said “Morning, boys. How’s the water?” One of the young gold fish looks over at the other and said “What the hell is water?”
This was a story shared by the late, great David Foster Wallace a brilliant American writer. Wallace said the point of the fish story is that the most obvious, ubiquitous, important realities are often the ones that are the hardest to see and talk about.
That is why the new kid on the block, has the bright ideas, or new recruits see so much opportunity for change or innovation. So how do we in our daily environments make the invisible (water) visible?
- Get a mentor or a coach who can see what you can’t see
- Run your business issue past a friend or trusted advisor from a completely different industry. If you are a scientist, ask an artist’s opinion. If you are an economist, work with a poet. Get someone who has a completely different perspective and discipline to you
- Cultivate the mavericks in your organisations, the rebels and the people who always play devil’s advocate – remember they can see the water, where most people can’t. So no matter how irritating they might be, they have a valuable view point to contribute.
What are your strategies for seeing the water? Please comment I love hearing from you.
Just yesterday morning, the alarm went off and I hit the snooze button, I then had a goose bump moment thinking about what my friend Rachel had just said to me the day before. But before that goose bump moment my mind was racing with a 100 excuses on why staying in bed was a better option than going to the gym. Too cold, too dark, too cosy, I just went yesterday, I will go in the evening…
So, often to motivate myself I say just give it 10 minutes and then stop. This works because the hardest thing is often starting, and once you start and have momentum you actually find it hard to stop.
Other times I plan a reward, like catching up with a friend for a coffee, after cracking that complex proposal. But none of those strategies were relevant that morning, when the choice was gym or sleep in.
But coming back to Rachel and the goose bump moment. I remembered how she had just said the previous day “You never regret going to the gym, but you always regret not going”. So the thought of regret propelled me out of bed. And Rachel was right. At the end of boxing class I felt so glad I went. In an ironic twist I got a text from Rachel saying she had slept through her alarm!
What about you? What motivates you to get out off bed? I would love to hear your ideas.