Better not go outside, it’s like Henry Spencer’s back yard out there.
Yet another article last week – in a property and workplace publication drier than a Saharan cream cracker – added a further smattering of flies, dust, bird-dung and suspended atmospheric gloop to the already-caked visor through which we are being increasingly convinced we need to see the world: volatile, uncertain, complex, ambiguous. VUCA for short. Its carnage.
Its just sloppy, lazy thinking. We are terrifying ourselves into submission, giving ourselves a blanket excuse for doing nothing, conveniently placing every problem or difficulty out of reach. From the other side of the visor, we’ve never had…..
As much immediately accessible information and the tools with which to filter it to make our working and personal lives easier, to get ourselves to a position of understanding from a standing start.
Broader and deeper relationships able to offer support, motivation and encouragement – and the means to create and maintain them.
As much space and opportunity for the shy, introverted, nervous and uncertain to develop and maintain relationships where it would otherwise have been terrifying.
More help, freely given without expectation of return from the known and the anonymous within the gift economy that is the online world.
More perspectives on the issues we face, viewed from angles we haven’t even calculated, to help us work it out.
Less pressure from dogma and collective ignorance, with a correspondingly healthier suspicion and desire to discover for ourselves.
A greater ability to cope with and understand change, through access to the experience of others.
More choice, in so many respects – readily alternatives if something isn’t working.
More information, encouragement, motivation and the physical means to wellbeing – if, of course, we choose to get off our arse and make use of it… and correspondingly, less excuses for not getting off our arse.
A deeper collective respect for the myriad of differences – obvious and subtle – between us.
A greater ability to travel and experience difference first hand. And still be home in time for (a healthy) tea.
The world may not quite be stable, certain, understandable and lucid (SCUL) because its being run by Nature and Humans Limited, but it’s far from the elliotesque wasteland we’ve convinced ourselves envelopes us.
If you’re looking through crap, the world looks crap. Visors up.