Taking a brisk work yesterday morning, I came across a little drama on my path and paused to observe a colony of ant work briskly together to move the dead beetle which must have seemed mammoth-sized in their eyes.
Several lessons came to my mind from this display of unity:
a. Increased performance: You can’t move that mammoth in your life single-handedly. most times, you need to work in unison with others to achieve major goals.
b. Increased productivity: Working together has assured this colony of good food in their belly for many days to come – I suppose.
c. Knowing more about yourself: collaborating with others helps you to identify your strengths and weak areas and to build on them.
d. Skills development: I could imagine the head of the ant colony giving out instructions as the leader and the others cooperating to get their hustle done – wish I had ears to understand ant whispers 😉
d. Team building and mutual support: no member of the ant team is left hungry. Your journey need not be a solitary one.
As I ruminated on these few points, it buttressed in my mind the fact that every successful person out there enjoyed the support of others. In other for one or a team to excel, individual members must learn to work well together. They have to be able to put thoughts of their own personal accomplishments aside to work for the benefit of the team which invariably benefits all.
Are there other lessons you can decipher from this act of togetherness?
So the World celebrated The International Women’s Day yesterday – which is a good thing, don’t get me wrong – but, what happens today?
Do we go back to the shadows where women are beaten, downtrodden, objectified, maligned et cetera, et cetera?
Yesterday, this thought played in my mind all day.
The thought played in my mind that right as we speak, there’s a woman somewhere being raped, pummelled into the ground from manly fists, railroaded into sexual slavery and all unsavoury thoughts you can think of.
I am tired of societies false platitudes and putting band-aids on sore wounds.
We as a people must continue to raise strong women. Women who rise above adversity to say no. Women who call bullshit what it is. Women who know themselves and love themselves. Women who would make a difference to their progeny and generations to come…
This is not about 1 day. It’s about a lifetime!
I am every woman. A survivor by many miles. I don’t need a day to tell me who I am ‘cos I already know who I am.
My question is, does society truly care to know?
If you don’t promote your craft, no one else will!
No matter how cheesy this might sound, it’s the truth.
Artists are the first to put themselves down and don’t place value on their own worth.
I guess that’s where the phrase ‘hungry artist’ came from.
Brilliant set of people who choose to stay hungry 😉
There’s a difference between blowing your trumpet – which by the way is allowed, so long as you are not too noisy with it – and managing your skilled craft.
P.S. Have you checked out this opportunity to get paid for your creations?