I hardly slept last night. I feel like I am on a roller coaster. Tuesday turned out to be a really good day connecting with people and enjoying where I am. We had dinner by the lake and I got to talk to some really interesting people, which I'll blog about this weekend. I still want to do some research on this place based on the stories I was told by the President over dinner.
Yesterday was a very mixed day. The facilitator for this summit sucks. I am not sure where they found her but much more progress could have happened without her. The agenda was not designed to get the results they seem to want and there seems to be a constant mad rush to deliver outcomes that are unclear. This kind of frustrates me and it shouldn't. I should just let them deal with their mess. We had a breakout and one of the most ego driven guys and I just saw the world differently. I should have just sat down and let him stumble through it. But it was hard to go against my nature of knowing that it's beyond this meeting; it's actually helping the world's poor and making an impact when it comes to health care. He was more concerned with coming up with a name and logo and filling in all the templates.
What I find sad is people don't seem to question any more. Rather, they go with the flow with a massive gap in leadership. So what you end up with is a whole bunch of activity that may or may not have an overall impact. Meanwhile, Mr Asshole is mostly promoting his company, which competes with mine. And what is the outcome? It makes me question - again - what I am doing with my life.
Because at the end of the day, the facilitator tried to give us her approach of how our teams' work all comes together in a format that made absolutely no sense. The woman sitting next to me asked me to define what they mean by vertical and horizontal. She is a healthcare professional and they are building models in language that she can't relate to. I wish I shut up - again - but I asked for clarification. The answer was the time constraint. A 5-minute presentation was needed on what was done in almost a week. If that's the case, take a few people in a room and come up with an answer.
The good news is that I met some amazing people who I have really enjoyed. I had a 2-hour conversation by the lake last night with this guy who I connected with really quickly and it was fun to be able to talk to someone who has a good head on his shoulders and a kindred spirit. I am sure many see me as quirky. But I have nothing left to proove. I am still searching for my meaning in this big world of ours. Should I have already found it? That is probably another myth I have to dispel.
“We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms -- to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.” | |
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