Effective Management: What I’ve Learned So Far
Check out my latest blog post, Effective Management: What I’ve Learned So Far.
Check out my latest blog post, Effective Management: What I’ve Learned So Far.
The U.S. labor force has changed over the last 25 years. Workers today have access to career opportunities that didn’t exist just ten years ago. Technology has equipped organizations with resources to help improve productivity and streamline processes in short order. The internet alone has created platforms to help people find jobs, get trained and share professional experiences that are vital to assisting businesses in meeting their mission objectives.
After over 15 years working in management-level positions, I am well-aware that the road to economic globalization is being built on the backs of highly skilled workers therefore making everyone’s role in an organization essential to business growth. However, successful businesses still heavily rely on the expertise of their management staff. The old saying, “a company is only as good as its leaders,” is still true. And in this day and age, when leaders are concerned about weak economic growth and down-sizing, there is a need to revisit, or revise, our game plan for creating productive work environments.
If I had to write a pocket-sized manual on preparing for management in the 21st century, here’s what it would say:
Two hours into my four hour trip from Pittsburgh to Baltimore, just after picking up my first cup of Starbucks hot chocolate, I realize something amazing about my life. Unlike the countless years I spent wondering about my career and all the things I wanted to achieve in my lifetime, I finally accepted that what truly makes me happy is feeling the sun shine on my face.
How about that!
This sun I speak of isn’t the star at the center of the solar system. It is the warmth created by living beyond the shadows of your dreams and basking in the comfort of all God destined your life to be. It is embracing the things you care about the most and accepting what you cannot change. It is feeling excited about the day for no other reason than the fact that you will do one thing, no matter how big or small, that you truly enjoy.
For me it is writing.
Whether it’s the perfect email, the perfect letter, the perfect blog post or the perfect next chapter, writing is my kiss of sunshine and hopefully, throughout my lifetime, it will always be a perfect love.
I’m a Southerner at heart. The more I travel the world, the more I accept this fact. That may not mean anything to most people but to me it is a badge of honor and a distinctive factor for who I am and what drives me.
As an African-American, the connotation is often negative because of the South’s history. Images of civil rights leaders marching arm-in-arm and the impact of Jim Crow laws on defining race relations is what people often expect me to never forget. And I haven’t. But those experiences, even as tragic as they were, can not erase the pride I feel in being from the South.
My favorite memories of growing up in Alabama involved my family. I was raised in a small, working-class community by a single-mother. For over 30 years she worked the same job, raised four kids on less than $12 an hour and tried to instill in us a sense of integrity, courtesy and faith in God. She had a humility that you often saw in the Deep South – one that was not tarnished by the harsh realities of segregation and her own struggles to overcome poverty.
But in spite of her circumstances, my mother’s most important lesson to me was to always respect others. I often hear her say, be polite, Michelle, always say excuse me and treat others how you want to be treated.
For years it was a simple request. But as I got older my own realities chipped away at my ability to put my best face forward. I could blame a lot of things, like the four years I spent in college as the only minority in many of my classes or the ten years I toiled away in the male-dominated commercial real estate industry where I struggled to have my ideas heard. Kindness became harder to deliver as time went by.
Nice people often get left behind. In the corporate world, being kind is a sign of weakness and generosity, especially in the mean streets, can get you hurt. I learned this the hard way as I moved throughout the U.S. My exposure to new people in different situations made my mother’s ideas about kindness contrite and meritless. As a result, I became tougher and fearless; more opinionated and easily aggravated. I began to believe that it was too difficult for me to be rational when others were not.
But one day I looked in the mirror, forced myself to remember my mother’s teachings, her life experiences and the kindness she showed others until the day she died. That day, I reaffirmed within myself that my upbringing, my respect for those that fought before me but maintained a kind spirit and my desire to discover all that is sweet in this world made it impossible for me to be anything less than kind.
So in my Southern-accent I walk the halls of my job wishing everyone a good morning. I try hard to look the other way when cars cut me off on the road and I smile even when others are not. Although kindness isn’t just a southern-thing, it is my way of saying thank you to my mother for her humility and showing pride in all she taught me.
Have you ever had a day when all you wanted to do was stay in bed? I have, and it wasn’t because I was depressed or sick or lonely. The reason was simple, and not so simple at all. What I snuggled under my covers to delay or avoid were the responsibilities that come along with work, family, friends and all the extra things I often dragged through life. Until one day it dawned on me that I had the power to let it all go so I developed these three reasons why every day is worth living (out loud!):
First, life is truly what you make it. It is cyclical in every way. We are born, we love, we hurt, we give, we take, we cry, we need and we die. What happens in between is up to us. People with good attitudes get up early, bask in the morning dew, live every day as if its’ their last and love every minute of it.
Second, life is sweet in spite of all the sour parts. We all have good and bad experiences but in the end the gift that doesn’t stop giving is the power to persevere. Learn to push forward with no surrender.
And finally, life is yours! Right now you have power so mystifying that no one on earth can truly understand it. You smile when there are no reasons to do so. You love when you may not get it back in return and you dance even when the music stops. This is living out loud!
Tell me how you live out loud, share the last time you danced to no music.