As is our practice when we do an executive search we like to supply
some video, or recorded
audio,
of the top candidates. Seeing, or hearing, the candidates, provides
a better idea of who they really are. So it saves time, money and
reduces hiring risk for the client. Normally we put all this
material on the web so the hiring team can peruse it at their
convenience. This saves even more time. It's a slick system.
However, recently a client, a Fortune-level CEO and a way-back
reader of this occasional newsletter (in fact we've mentioned him)
called up and asked me to bring the content over to Chicago
Executive Airport (a busy corporate airport near Chicago) and we'd go over the
candidates for a senior finance position and then have some lunch.
We met on his Gulfstream jet (nice). After reviewing the video and resumes,
and making some decisions, we put the work aside as the flight
steward set the table for lunch which was brought over by a famous
North Shore restaurant. My preference for food was my monosyllabic
reply of "sure" to the comment: "I hope you like Atkins." For the
curious the meal consisted of grilled tuna steak with a portabella,
gorgonzola salad and a glass of One.6 Chardonnay (a "low carb"
wine).
During lunch (which permanently altered my notion of "diet food") I
noticed my host seemed totally relaxed and without distraction. This
was notable to me because you almost never see it. Most people, from
the McDonald's drive-thru window person, to Donald Trump (ok, maybe
a bad example), have so
much on their minds that you just know they aren't all there. And
they know it themselves. But here was my host, a nationally
important man responsible for over 50,000 employees, and ultimately
responsible for countless projects and shareholders, and yet he had
a relaxed "lightness" about him that suggested he had arrived
someplace that I, and perhaps you too, want to be. So I asked him
how he did it. Here is the salient part of the conversation almost
verbatim:
He
smiled at the initial question. "Ah, maybe it's just a trick. Maybe
I'm as overwhelmed as the fella that brought the food. I just don't
show it. Maybe it's a ruse."
Sipping
the wine, I thought about this. "No. I don't think so. I'd be able
to tell because that's my job and I'm good at it."
"OK,
then describe to me in a single word what you think you're
observing, either by its presence or absence. Go ahead. You're
creative. Give it a try."
I
thought about this, then said, simply, "Carefree". I then looked
around the luxurious $20 million jet and added, "Which strikes me as
impossible!"
"Well,
you're right. I absolutely am not carefree in the usual sense, But I
am in a very important way."
Now
we were getting somewhere. "And what way is that?"
"My
mind is clear. And relaxed," he said, eating the crisp tuna. He then
reached into his breast pocket, pulled out a dime store notepad,
made a note on it with a nice fountain pen and replaced it in his pocket. The motion was
fluid and seemed to take only a few seconds. I realized he'd done it
a half dozen times since I arrived but this was the first time I
really noticed. His motion was that practiced. That routine. Clearly
he had done it thousands of times.
"So's
mine," I announced confidently.
"But
it's not," he said, waving his fork. "And Tal, that's not a bad
thing. It's just inefficient. Like most people you over and under
react to situations, which means the situations control you. You
need to remind yourself to respond appropriately."
I
replied, "Like the old notion of reacting like water when you toss a
pebble into it?"
"Exactly,"
he said smiling. "We're talking about the same thing. The water
doesn't over or under react. It reacts appropriately. If you over or
under react the input is controlling you. Phone calls. Meetings. Now
e-mails. I learned a long time ago to give everything exactly what
it deserves. Nothing more. Nothing less. At the time I came to that
understanding, it was a big step for me." As he said this the pad
came out and a few seconds later glided back into his shirt pocket.
Smooth.
In
the background a Learjet roared down the runway and off toward
the East. I confess to wondering if its expensive occupants were
under or over reacting to something. I half expected my host to read
my mind and whisper, "Over." I continued with my lunch. It was
delicious.
There
was an easy silence in the cabin. I finally asked, "I can understand
the practicality of a measured response. But that doesn't explain
your notion of the clear and relaxed mind. You have to have more
going on in your head than anybody I know. How can you say it's
clear and relaxed?"
"Simple.
No open folders," he said, pointing his fork towards his head. "The
open folders can kill you."
"Excuse
me? Open folders?"
"We
all make commitments--far more than we are aware of, most of them to
ourselves. The key is the way our subconscious mind handles them.
Basically, all our outstanding commitments are kept track of. I
think of these as open folders because literally that's what they
are. Something unfinished and waiting for something. Waiting for
action and closure."
"What's
an example?"
"Anything
you think of that you want to come back to. Think about the enormity
of that. It's any task you need to do, anything you want to
follow-up on. The moment you think of it, if you don't execute it
right then, it becomes an open folder. Something that needs to
happen in the future. The problem is, in a typical human being, the
open folders sort of float around in your short term memory which is
a finite space. In the majority of people it's very cluttered which
is the opposite of having a clear mind."
"And
the clutter creates stress?" I asked, reaching for the glass of
peculiar but tasty wine.
"Of
course! Because you've identified a responsibility you have, some
task you need to do and your subconscious mind won't let you really
relax until it's done. So you have to handle it. The problem is much
of the time we "forget" it--but in reality, Tal, it's not gone. It's
still up there. Still an open folder sponging up resources. After a
while there's no more room so we lose focus, get tense and become
less effective. We can founder."
Then
it dawned on me. "Thus, the pad?"
"Thus
the pad," he said, pulling it out and fanning it like a deck of
playing cards. "This is where everything goes. And I mean absolutely
everything. The key is you have to trust it. I know if I write it
down it will resurface [Note: This was later clarified. The little
note pages, which are all dated, (reference, action or desired
outcome notations), are faxed to an admin support person for
handling. The circle back/follow-up process is apparently quite
rigid.]. The point is I can then forget about it. Writing it down
"closes the folder" freeing up bandwidth to think about something
else."
"And
what is that, typically?"
"Actually,
mostly family and other pleasant pastimes. But if it's business
related, after envisioning a project's desired outcome, it's mostly
next step related thinking. Much less big picture than you would
think. I've known a long time you can't "do" a project. You do
steps. Therefore, much of my focus is on what's the very next thing
that has to happen to move a project along. And that's typically
making a suggestion to somebody."
"So
your strategy is to keep very little on your mind."
"Exactly.
And that's what you refer to as my appearing 'carefree'." With that
he reached into a compartment in the leather arm rest of his seat.
He pulled out a blank notepad. "Here," he said sliding it across
the table. "Try it. You'll see."
I did try it. And he's right. By moving the things that can't be
used or concluded right now into a trusted loop-back system I'm
finding I have a lot less 'on my mind' which, in turn, makes my
thinking crisper and cleaner. And yes, knowing valuable thoughts
aren't going to "escape" leads to a kind of mental relaxation you
need to experience to understand. I doubt I'm the sort of person
that will ever be "carefree" but it's proving an enjoyable and very
useful experiment.
If you feel stressed and over committed you should definitely try
this technique. If you do let me know how it works out for you. I've
substituted my iPhone for the pad but it works the same. You'll
never look back.
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