Every Thursday at 3pm I run an internal event called Agile Café at my hub. There are no rules and the conversation flows organically. Just this makes it worthy.
There are a lot of studies showing new generations consuming behaviours are different than older ones. Maybe we were used to buy things, to consume goods, but younger generations want to buy experiences, to consume emotions. They want an impact. On themselves, on integrity (moral), on the planet.
You don't expect it, it comes to you without a warning. Maybe in the form of something without importance, like an instant message or a song, or a voice. You were calling it
The Fear Paralysis Reflex is a primitive reflex that develops in the embryonic stage and stays with us all along our life. It is just one of our self-defence and survival mechanisms and,
It is nice when you feel yourself. In fact, they all say you have to be yourself (unless you can be Batman, then always be Batman). But "being yourself" and "being professional" seems to collide sometimes.
"Nowadays, luxury is to talk face to face with a human" - sociologist. "This is the new pyramidal scam: grow and sell, grow and sell" - Start-up experience CTO. "We're here to last"
It has been just six weeks. It feels like a life. And also I am short in words to describe how I really feel just today.
A month has passed since I started this new adventure. A lot of things have happened, but now it's time to start acting. There is a hundred of ways to start working after trying to diagnose. My way: grab the biggest one, the toughest one. Disclaimer: it will be very uncomfortable to tackle.
This week I had nine one on ones, been invited to three different squad ceremonies or meetings, a transformation group session, a small talk/discussion about Agility with a team member, prepared some documentation about one of my firsts actions to be taken and work on an event.
Qué maravilla contar con personas brillantes en el equipo. Personas que destacan por encima de la media, que son capaces de ir más allá, de hacer aquello que otros no hacen, de sobresalir en la excelencia. Pero no.
Cumplo mi primera semana de nueva aventura. Si no contamos el primer día, de mera operativa de llegada y el día y medio en un evento off-site, a penas he tenido dos o tres días para enterarme, de verdad, dónde he caído.
Final del día. Muy final del día, cuando apenas quedan un puñado de minutos para que acabe del todo. Y aquí estoy, aún con los nervios en el estómago que siente aquel que