I am touched by an entry on my friend Fredric Laurentine's blog. He describes the situation of a highly trained chef who, stuck in a diner, is unable to express his talents. To his customers, he is just another short-order cook; he feels trapped, unfulfilled, depressed, maybe hopeless,maybe angry at a world that has failed to recognize and provide a platform for his gifts. It's a tale I can understand, having been that "chef" not that many years ago. This is an experience many of us know, people who were once connected to an organization and, through that connection, were able to draw some sense of stability, meaning,and self-worth. But now they are unconnected; maybe they're the victims of down-sizing; or maybe they have relied on that reflected sense of self-worth and counted on it to support them as they ventured out alone into the world.
This strikes me as another aspect of our (or is just my?) ongoing amebocyte/slug saga. (See "Amebocytes and Slugs: The Key to Almost Everything.") When we are a part of the slug -- a component of the organization or university -- so much of our identity derives from our connection to the whole; we have a position, a title, a role to play, functions to serve; we can have good days and bad days, but our fate does not directly hinge on day-to-day performance; the slug continues independent of our moment-to-moment contributions. In that sense, we are relatively secure in it. When we are part of the slug, some measure of the response of others to us -- the value they attach to us -- comes by virtue of our role; when we fail to recognize that, it is easy for us to overestimate our value since a good bit of it derives from simply being there.
This all comes clear once we venture away from the slug and make our way as solitary amebocytes. Now there is no being carried along in the slug, no reflected value by virtue of our role in the slug. Now it all rests on us. And what may be most painful is how the world now treats us. The borrowed power and respect of membership is gone; gone also are the calls,the meetings, the requests for our services. Where once we were into contribution, now we are into sales and self-promotion and not feeling particularly well-suited for the job.
What can the amebocyte do? Three possibilities come to mind.
1. Elaborate uniqueness. It takes considerably more effort to be valued as an amebocyte than it did when we were components of the slug. This means we need to become lasered in on our uniqueness, the special contribution we can make,and develop it to its full power. And we need to broadcast our contribution widely and persistently. We didn't intend to be salespeople, but, as amebocytes, we're stuck with the job.
2. Connect. Connecting is always a complex process. The temptation is to try to connect with already successful operations, but, given their superior position, such operations are prone to dismiss us as mendicants. My most successful and satisfying connections have been need-to-need partnerships, that is, relationships in which each party wants or needs but cannot do what the other party has to offer. The prize-winning Power Lab documentary and the staging of What a Way to Make a Living are two examples of such need-to-need successful partnerships.
3. Find a new slug, and join up.
My hope is that that chef in the diner hooks up with an up-and-coming restaurant badly in need of a great chef.
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