When your looking up at something it seems impossible, huge and intimidating, like a mountain.
Look down on something and it can seem small, insignificant and nothing to worry about, like an ant.
If you get many ants together, they may be small but they have the force and determination to be able to move objects much bigger than themselves. They look at the size of something and ask for help and work collectively towards a shared goal/outcome.
Everything you view is put into perspective by your thoughts. The amount of effort and determination you put in is based on your belief systems and what you achieve is based on your ability to believe in yourself.
Are you thinking like an ant? Where no mountain is too big, no hill too small, everything can be achieved with the help of a few friends and some determination.
As an avid studier of human interactions I enjoy watching how people interact in a group. I find it amazing that within a few minutes of meeting someone people are labelled and classified. Despite what anyone states as human beings I think we like order rather than chaos. We like things to be neat as it makes us feel safer. Categorising people helps us to achieve this.
I try to look at groups of people in a different way. I believe that everyone has something to offer a group you just have to take the time to get to know what. You might have someone who is really quiet but excels at producing detailed analytical reports. The person who shouts the loudest (we all have one of those people in our offices) is not necessarily the one who is the most confident in themselves.
I have found myself in some interesting work environments throughout the world. Ones where people come up to you and shout their point at you and before you have chance to reply have walked off. It is the equivalent of walking up to you and dumping loads of paper work on your desk and announcing “It’s your problem now, you deal with it”
I have noticed that the best teams are those who are effective communicators and have positive social interaction skills. They take the time to LISTEN and respond accordingly to each others point of view.
While ever you are shouting in someone’s face you really are not going to get the best out of that person. It’s not a two way conversation and that person does not feel valued or appreciated.
A good team is one where everyone feels respected, where people feel they can express their individual view points and ideas without ridicule or back lash. It is an open space where people contribute actively towards the same goal.
This applies to all teams…sports teams, relationships and friendships. They are all built on a mutual respect and a desire to achieve the same goals.
Team work is a finely honed machine. If all the cogs and pieces work together doing their own little funky thing then the machine works perfectly. It only takes one piece to snap and the machine does not function at its optimum level.
Next time you are in a group situation, rather than labelling people in the group take a step back and look at what they bring to the team!
Why a photograph of a Bee to accompany this post? Well aren’t they one of natures ultimate team players!
It seems I have the ability to make friends anywhere. One of my usual places to get talking to people is on a flight. I find other people’s life stories fascinating and a recent, boring 4 hour flight was transformed by the interesting conversation I had with the lady sat beside me.
This is a FREE educational tool developed by Environmental Consultant Marlou Bessem in 2011. Marlou’s passion for recycling blew me away. She is actually so passionate about shaving the planet and finding ways to recycle that she is offering her skills and knowledge for free.
At the time, living in Cairo, they were confronted daily with enormous amounts of rubbish on the streets and the effect of this on the environment. Marlou explained to me that whilst living in Egypt she began to show people the benefits of recycling but one area in particular really took off…..composting!
It’s such a simple thing. Being brought up in the UK we have always had a compost bin at the bottom of the garden. My parents would actively encourage us to compost waste food and teabags on a daily basis. This didn’t seem a big thing to me but then if you think about Egypt, sand, dessert and a lack of fertile soil to grow things in. The simple knowledge of composting becomes invaluable to farmers and people growing crops and fruits for a living. Best of all…its free!
It amazed me how a simple sharing of information through telling your story and sharing your passion with others for something which you feel is important can help to inspire and change others. Then I realised that is what most of us do who spend our spare time writing blog posts on here to share our knowledge and experiences with the rest of the world.
What started off as a noisy and negative flight was completely transformed by the amazing personality of Marlou. Please take some time to visit her sites and spread the word. Together we can change the world! It all starts with one person…
My creative photography work since University has always been based around the idea of journeys. For my degree I produced prints using a dark room and developing techniques which involved smelly chemicals and my favourite radio station.
My obsession with recording my journey’s has not stopped. I still keep a journal and I have collections of photographs from around the world.
When I first came to Perth one place which had me awestruck was King’s Park. I love it here! I know the place inside out now as I have walked here so much. I have an infinity to woods and trees. There is something about them. I just love being around them. I feel more grounded and calmer after a walk in the woods. I also love being high up. I like the way the energy feels when you can see for miles. This park encompasses both these things, then throw into the equation a camera and I am one happy little photographer!
Last week I decided to take some night time photographs….the result produced an eerily similar, but improved on, set of prints to those I had in my early exhibitions at art college.
Kings Park at night….an awesome place to visit during the day, even more beautiful at dusk!
Since I was a little girl, as long as I can remember, I have held a deep infinity towards animals.
My best friend and loyal companion growing up was a gentle Alsatian dog. I learnt to walk using him as my support. He was my play mate, always eager for a game. He comforted me when I was scared just by being there. I have early memories of watching thunder and lightning with him without fear and feeling completely safe. Even now when there is a thunderstorm I find myself smiling at those early memories. I lost him when I was 7 years old. I was devastated. It was my first experience of loss and heartbreak.
Throughout my life I have never understood why human beings inflict such cruelty on animals. When I interact with an animal I can see its soul, just like I do when I interact with a person. I can feel its mood, just like I do when I am near a person. I can also feel its pain and sadness, the same as I feel other peoples pain and sadness.
I have worked with abused elephants in Thailand, volunteered at dog shelters, swam with dolphins in the wild (trust me it feels verydifferent from swimming with them in captivity!) and rescued guinea pigs and returned them to full health. When I was younger I wanted to be a vet but I don’t think my house would have been big enough to accommodate all the animals I would have brought home.
I was walking in the park last night and watched as two teenage girls walked past engaged in conversation. Behind them, diligently following and being completely ignored was a Golden Retriever dog. I felt sad that the girls did not feel gratitude for having such a diligent companion and instead chose to ignore it and not interact with it.
I wanted to share the video above which I came across on my linkedin group.
I want to point out, not just the intelligence of this magnificent creature, but the peoples reactions when they realise that they are interacting with it, that this whale is communicating to them, sharing with them and saying “I understand”. The sheer joy and laughter from the free divers is what made me smile. I have seen this same response many times when people interact with dolphins (see above photograph taken at Monkey Mia), my dog greets them and they realise she is super friendly and happy to see them or even when a butterfly lands on them unexpectedly.
In order to have a meaningful interaction with something or someone, you need to be open to having a two way conversation. This “conversation” does not necessarily have to involve words!
Next time you are with an animal spend some time watching and connecting with it. They truly have a lot to teach us if only we would take the time to stop and listen.
I’ve travelled many different places in different countries and on different types of transportation but I want to dedicate today’s post to Perth’s bus drivers.
Where I come from people have always moaned about bus drivers, from the buses never being on time or from them being grumpy.
When I arrived in Australia last year the first thing I did was take a bus to the city to find my accommodation. The bus driver was awesome. He told me exactly where I needed to go to find my hostel, he even let me know when I had arrived at the correct stop.
When I travelled to Darwin from Perth I assumed the bus drivers there would be just as helpful….wrong! This observation has been reinforced everywhere I have travelled.
Perth bus drivers greet you with a smile and are a wealth of information, the main thing is though, they are willing to help. This is just my experience and other people’s views may differ but I think they deserve recognition for the positivity they elude whilst safely transporting visitors and commutors about the city.
I am sure they have their bad days and ackward customers like everyone else but when you face things with a smile and a bit of positivity it’s amazing what a difference you can make to someone’s journey!
It’s been a while since Bertie the Bear made an appearance on my blog so I thought I would show you some of the things the travelling bear has been up to recently.
Bertie always felt excited when he was placed in the camera bag. Although it was a little cramped and resembled travelling economy class on an airline (without the inflight entertainment), it always meant that he was going somewhere. Somewhere new, somewhere different and somewhere exciting.
There was a time in his life when Bertie would have dreaded going somewhere new. He didn’t do new experiences and he certainly did not step out of his comfort zone. However, as his confidence grew so did his circle of experiences and he now felt a pang of excitement as he set off on a new adventure.
Bertie was now an experienced traveller and he knew that he was on a boat and a fast one at that. When the boat slowed to a stop Bertie felt the warmth of the sun heating up the outside of the camera case. Then there was a new feeling, one he had not experienced yet. It was a sort of occasional jerking and bouncing, a stop and start feeling but also a smooth sensation. He could hear the wind whistle around the camera bag so he knew that he was moving. When Bertie was finally freed of his comfy padded bag he realised he had been a passenger on a bicycle.
Bertie was placed gently on the warm tarmac which could only mean one thing….photo time!
A weird snuffling feeling made him jump. He froze as he could feel the warm breath of something on the back of his head. Bertie did not need to worry though….this was a Quokka. An extremely friendly animal which looked like a rat crossed with a kangaroo and was no bigger than a cat. The Quokka had never seen a Bertie and Bertie had never seen a Quokka. Quokka’s are only found on Rottnest Island off the coast of Perth, Western Australia. The island was named Rotte nest, which translates to “rats nest” by Willem de Vlamingh in 1696. What a privilege to meet one!
Just goes to show that you make friends where ever you go!