I shared the Quiet Leadership work with a group this week, talking through the idea of the Organisation as Ecosystem, and how we each wander through this landscape. As i was talking, i was thinking about how, as we travel, we pass through the meadows, brushing past shrubs and flowers, and how the seeds become caught up in our clothes. It gave me the image of each of us passing through this landscape, and each coming out the other side with different seeds stuck to us. And that if we grew those seeds, we would each hold a different bouquet.
Maybe seeds are like ideas, maybe they are stories, maybe they are memories. We can each stand in the same landscape, yet experience it differently.
And of course the landscape is the metaphor for culture in this work: we each experience it differently, even if the landmarks sit in the same place. Perhaps it’s not the monumental things that differ, but the tiniest things we brush past each and every day?