Getting lost in an ideal

Agile. It's a good thing. Right?

At Agile2011 in Salt Lake City I was reminded of the roots of the Agile Manifesto during the park bench sessions, where most of the original signers showed up and answered questions. It was a really well done presentation with some nice banter, some light moments, and a few self realizations by the signers that was great to watch. What happened on stage was good, but what was troubling was many of the peoples reaction to being in the presence of the signatories.

I heard this very distinct quote from one man as he looked me wildly in the eyes "My life is complete now, I can die a happy man"  Echoes of similar sentiment were heard in the crowd as I exited the event.

Not all in attendance had that exact reaction, but more and more I am seeing people in a radical/religious persuit of this ideal to "be agile". For many, the ultimate goal is to reach some metaphysical zen like state of agility, and then and only then, will they be worthy.  I know some that have multiple coaches that speak into their lives helping to re-enforce the agility and remove anything waterfall-ish. Trouble is, many in this category seem to forget about getting things done.

Its about how we work, and how we deliver value. Getting product faster to market, being able to adapt to change faster, working in more collaborative way, delivering quality and enjoying what we do.

Agile coaches can strive to help a client become "agile" and miss the glaringly most important thing - getting stuff done/delivering value. Coaches should help clients/teams deliver value more quickly, and personally I feel agile is one of the best ways. It seems some of the messed up client expectations start with the coaches assessment where they give the client a ranking in agility. I've seen many different kinds of these and they all boil down to things like" B+ in ceremonies" " C- in product backlogs" " 75% in team velocity" Phrases like these can set a false sense of expectations in a client that the goal is to be an A or 100% in agile. In doing this we are focusing on the wrong thing, it's about results.

Agile is a tool. Don't be in love with the tool, be in love with what the tool can accomplish. No one makes a journey to see the men who created the pipe wrench, but they wouldn't think of tackling a sink repair without one.

Lift

On a recent plane trip, the Delta inflight entertainment had all the typical far off destinations, the reasons to love Delta, and a few re-runs of TV sitcoms. Peppered through this there was one line that struck me enough that I wrote it down. It was something like this: " Airplanes know they cannot run with the wind, they must face it head first. They have to run into the wind to take off"

What a good reminder.

All too often we as human beings take the easy way, the path of least resistance in our daily lives and then wonder why things are in a rut. In teams we hide behind process and titles, letting the elephants in the room rule and control our work, keeping us from reaching our potential. In a word we are "Sheep".
 
Change-agent. Thinker. Dreamer. Visionary. Leader.  People that fit those titles understand that you cannot always just go with the flow. Leaders step out and up. They step into the darkness of uncertainty, into the chaos, and become the change agents. They understand that to take off you must go into the wind.

Pick your time to fly. To be that element of change within your team, your marriage, that circle of friends. Go into the wind.

Lift.

Gamla Stan

There are some very unique places in the world that I have been fortunate enough to visit. The most recent has been Stockholm Sweden. 

In visiting a place we not only travel with our eyes, but with all of our other senses. It is an emersion of food, smells, people, conversations, climate that really make up a travel experience going far beyond the scope of just a simple photograph.  

Take the one to the right for instance that I snapped just yesterday evening. You may simply see a very narrow alley dropping steeply to the road below. For me, I also feel the cold wind off the Baltic sea rushing through this narrow slot almost blowing me over, I hear the sound of the people walking the cobblestone streets behind me, and I smell the bakery nearby. Also the pain is still in my wallet from the all-to expensive lunch that occurred just shortly before.

Photos are great, but can be empty without the context of a life lived within that moment. 

Gamla Stan Stockholm was a step back in time to around 1250. The city is a collection of 40 islands connected with bridges built on firm bedrock. Cobblestone streets, eclectic cafe's, wine cellars, antique shops, and people that almost always shared a smile and a friendly word. My daily adventures of walking and exploring had me seeing new things everyday, or seeing old things new. I dined in pubs that have been open since 1424 -to-modern turkish kebob shops.  It is a antique modern city that appears to have moved past its viking roots with parts that feel much more like New York City. This is not a place to visit without a healthy travel budget as many items cost 2-3x the typical price as in the USA, thanks in part to their solid Swedish Kronor (and not adopting the euro).

But it was a 2 week adventure I'll carry with me for a long time. 

I am on my journey home at this moment, suitcase by my side sitting at the airport anxiously awaiting joining my family again, and preparing to take them through the one dimensional color images of a 4 dimensional experience.  

Change

Change is difficult for some, more difficult for others.

In an organization, the individuals resistance or willingness to change is many times proportional  to that individuals comfort level in themselves. As team members get older and set in their way, comfortable in "the way they have always done it" many times this blocks them from opening their minds to the possible of what better may come. You even see this in churches, as people sit in the same seat over and over again, and don't you dare try and sit in it one sunday morning.

People are creatures of habit.. but do they have to be?

As I have gotten older many changes have happened in my life, some by my choosing, others not. I have reacted poorly to some and better to others, but through all of them I've worked hard to answer the question " So , what can you learn from this?" Many times it took someone other than myself to help me see the learning needed.  What I found out many times stung a bit, applying a magnifying glass  to the areas of "me" that I thought I hid pretty well.

The core learning for me was to embrace change.

Learning to see any change as an opportunity to grow, to learn, to make a difference, to become a better me, takes effort. Natural reaction for me (and most) was to sulk, or to harbor bad feelings, but those actions only ever caused me to live in the past and never see what was next. Seeing change, good or bad, as an opportunity is freeing and empowering. It is the open window when the door shuts. Embracing change is a mindset that takes effort and practice.

I am guessing the blue haired woman on the pew left of the isle has not practiced much.

the minus is common

It's been 2 weeks since I have arrived in Tallinn and I must say each new day brings something pleasant. I have to admit I knew little of this part of the world when I arrived, and being here has intrigued me to explore even more. 

Quaint coffee shops, medieval restaurants and stone walls, people bundled to the eyeballs in furs, and unique shops around each corner. The people here are genuine and much more of nordic decent than I knew. 

Currently the very cold is making it hard for me to get the energy to really explore much more than a few blocks from the hotel. My eyes freeze open in the cold wind and the snow falls each day anew. Forecasts show the high temps always with a minus symbol (-). I hardly can think of the low temps. 

In general there are still people roaming the streets, ducking in and out of the shops and cafe's. I can just imagine the cobblestone streets in the summer when the cafes have outside dining and the streets are full of tourists. 

Surprisingly there is still a large amount of outdoor vendors lining the old city walls and in the handmade crafts area. Predominantly women with handmade sweaters, hats and gloves for sale - dusted with snow. They are beautiful but a 100% wool item would be wasted on my return home.  Not shocking is the number of t-shirts available is near zero. 

Food has been a joy. 

Typically Estonian food is hard for me to put my finger on. I have eaten at several places claiming to be "typical" but all are slightly different.  The staple items tend to be the basic meat and potatoes.  Pork cutlets and boiled potatoes, sauce ( gravy), carrot or beet salad, and the ubiquitous pickle. I have also has a very nice stuffed baked chicken breast with sun dried tomatoes and mozzarella cheese that a waiter claimed was " very Estonian" - I am not so sure, although it was excellent. Basically, I've had really nothing that wasn't good except one attempt at a pumpkin soup that reminded me strangely of dish detergent. ( one bite was enough)

One week left. The temperatures may be always in the minus category, but for me this place really has been a plus. 

A Snowy transition

Jan 30th I arrived in Tallinn, Estonia after a 24 hour journey. My first impressions of Tallinn are wonderful!!

Snowy streets and shoveled sidewalks, people wrapped up in wool and warm smiles. The architecture is straight out of the 12th century, interspersed with new and very modern.

My morning view from my hotel window really gave me some of the best images of Tallinn.... what a way to greet the day!

This is also a beginning of a new adventure in Agile coaching. I am blessed to have this opportunity to work with some really world class coaches, watching them in action.

I will be here in Tallinn 22 days, so this is just the beginning. With an eye searching for the new adventure, I am looking forward to each new day.

Lake in January

Yesterday I spent the better part of the day at Lake Ouachita..soaking up the sun, looking at the smooth as glass water, and being grateful for where I live.

Many times we look at House Hunters International and we see places greener, better. We drool at the view from a balcony of a condo we cannot afford, or dream of lands far away.

Yesterday reminded me of how blessed I am to be 15 minutes from Lake Ouachita. To have a boat in the water ready to go at the turn of a key, and friends to meet and tie-up to and drift... and talk.. and dream.

Sun setting, headed back. thinking of the return












Free, natural, and peace.  It's a feeling of where I belong. A connection with who I am and whose I am.










The next 22 days will find me in a far away country, snowy cobblestone streets, business suits, technology, new friends, challenges, and wool socks.

Going is always good, and yesterday reminds me that the return will be ever sweeter.