Why share your story?


Businesses fail. Okay, I get that. I think most people know that. But why?

This question has been doing the rounds for time immemorial, with laborious business postmortems yielding a multitude of answers each time. Such answers range from complacency to poor timing and from poor business plans to bad products. However there is one answer that consistently appears in their findings; poor leadership.

Leaders, have a tremendous responsibility bestowed upon them. As a word on its own “Leader” trips off the tongue as effortlessly as water flows downhill but carries with it an immeasurable weight; the burden of success. Still it begs a further question. What is it specifically about leadership that these innumerous studies have illuminated as the underlying causes of failure? “Absence of vision” appears, as does “lack of communication” in my trawling of various publications around the web. “Failure to inspire” is another that frequently rears its head. Angie Morgan, founder of leadership-development firm Lead Star, posits that the two biggest things that all great leaders do are 1) influence outcomes and 2) inspire others. While influencing outcomes is of course significant, it is clear to me that leaders must be able to inspire others in order to influence outcomes. In fact, notwithstanding poor products, financial mismanagement and such like, it is my contention that inspiring others is the single most powerful art form at a leader’s disposal. And the single most effective way to inspire others is to share your story. Here’s why:



The story that got me reading again

The story that got me reading again

I’m suffocating in here! With nowhere to go, no room to exercise and barely any oxygen, I feel like a prisoner in my own home. One cramped little sofa in this tiny glass bowl for a home, a fireplace and giant fish looking in at me; I was the perfect ornamental pet human. So immersed in my favourite book Ordinary Amos and the Amazing Fish I felt as if I were there, for real. It was the epitome of an immersive reading experience. But it didn’t last long before I came crashing back to reality like a flightless bird. Amos was the last book I read before a single meeting with Dr. Pepper precipitated my decade in the literary wilderness.

The Digital Age: How to reclaim lost human connection

Man dies on a train, the body goes unnoticed for hours” read the headline. I called him Manuel. It was the last thing I remembered discussing with my friend John before I left New York City. Ten years later and back in London – life had moved on. Things were going quite well for me in that intervening period, and Manuel featured very little in my consciousness. But something changed that.

Click here to read this post I published on Having Time.