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Top 10 Tips To Building Powerful Influence- In Business and In Life

What is the most valuable thing the most influential people in your life have given you? What is it that has made all the difference? Here’s the answer. It is the secret to building genuine and deep influence. Do you do it?

Critical to business success is building our ‘footprint of influence,’ that hard-to-describe ability to be perceived as someone who is able to help and assist- someone with substance and genuine credential- someone people reach out to for counsel- someone who is wanted and needed.

Before I share the Top 10 Tips To Building Powerful Influence, here’s the one thing the most influential people I know always do. It’s this that is more important in building influence than the other nine tips added together. Quite simply, this is the most powerful thing heavy duty influential people give you- every time:

Read This If You Want To Keep Your Job This Christmas

This is a short, sharp Possums post. And please- share it with as many colleagues and teams as you can, and with anyone you care about. Because this is a powerful message which- if you screw it up- will have huge ramifications. Here it is.

I was reminded about this threat when visiting the Hunter Valley wine district this weekend to see the amazing Leonard Cohen in concert. As I relaxed over coffee the following morning, I looked up to see a message on the café wall. It kind of shocked me, because it reminded me of one of the most dangerous threats that December holds. I have seen many careers implode because of it, many great client relationships disappear. And we must make damned sure no-one makes this mistake on our team. Easier said than done, but it can be done. Here it is:

Help Me Save A Life Next Week- And No Money Asked For- Promise!

I wrote a post once about knowing when to ‘turn up.’ Read it again or read it for the first time. Please. And then join me please in turning up next week, on Thursday 12 September. Together we can save a life, or several. No joke. Here’s how.

I want to spread the word about an incredibly important day, Thursday 12 September. If you get any value out of Possums, then the one thing I ask of you in return is this: retweet this post NOW, ‘Like’ it, pass it on in LinkedIn, do whatever you can to spread the word.

It’s a day that was inspired by a colleague, Gavin Larkin, who sadly passed away about two years ago after a long illness. This day is one of his many legacies of an action packed life well led. Gavin made a massive contribution, and we miss him.

It’s a day he designed and is built around saving lives by asking one very simple question. Here it is

This Advice From An Indian Slum Dweller Is A Big Reality Check – What Does It Say To You?

I am a loner: an introvert (well masked by an Oscar quality extrovert façade). I have few deep friendships (but those I have I value greatly), and don’t seek out the company of others. This has never bothered me, until today, when I read something about bamboo that shocked and frightened me. Will it scare you too? Read on.

I just read an unsettling book, “Behind The Beautiful Forevers”. It won the Pulitzer Prize. I did not realize until the Author’s Note at the end that it is a true story, deeply researched. Written by Katherine Boo, it tells of life for a few families in a Mumbai slum. It’s a confronting story, but what shocked me most was one quiet sentence.

It describes advice a mother gives her children to illustrate the power of aligned ‘communities’ sticking together and supporting each other. Here it is. Read it. Read it again. (Oh- and then, if you have the courage, answer the one question I leave you with, and let me know how easy or hard it was for you). Back to that advice from the slum dweller:

What Happened This Week When They Found A Tumor In My Throat

“Yip- it looks like a cancer,” the specialist sighed, pointing to the video picture of the tumor growing out of my vocal chords.

“Treatable?” I asked, petrified. “Oh yes,” he replied. “But not necessarily curable.” This was last Monday. So began the worst week of my life. Here’s what happened next.

My voice had been getting increasingly hoarse for months. “Acid reflux caused by increasing size of your gut,” the GP had counseled. Then I struggled swallowing. And could only speak in a whisper. So to the specialist I went last Monday. He had the bedside manner of a cobra, found a tumor, speculated cancer, gave zero reassurance.

“I’ll remove it surgically if I can on Wednesday. Then pathology. If cancer, come to the hospital next Tuesday and we’ll advice treatment. If it’s early stage cancer, then likely more surgery and radiation. If spread, then chemotherapy too and a 50/50 survival chance. If spread a lot, then not much we can do.” And that was it. I walked out into the sunlight devastated. So began the five worst days of my life… days underpinned by one terrible thing: