Who Noticed You?

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Most lives don’t change because of talent alone. They change because someone noticed.

Sir Ken Robinson, the educator whose 2006 TED talk “Do Schools Kill Creativity?” became one of the most watched ever, often said that what makes the difference isn’t brilliance. It’s encouragement.

And encouragement only ever comes from one place: another person.

One person in the room

Robinson’s favourite example was Gillian Lynne. In the 1930s she was the girl who couldn’t sit still. Her school thought she might have a learning disorder, and her mother took her to a specialist.

The doctor listened. Then he asked for a private word with her mother, switched on the radio as they left, and watched Gillian through the window. Within moments she was on her feet, moving to the music.

“Mrs Lynne, Gillian isn’t sick. She’s a dancer. Take her to a dance school.”

Everyone around Gillian had seen the same restless girl. Only one person really looked. She went on to the Royal Ballet, and later choreographed Cats and The Phantom of the Opera.

The talent was always hers. The turning point was being noticed.

Seen, not sorted

Systems sort. They measure, rank and label. Relationships do something different. They see.

Someone who knows you can spot what others might dismiss as a distraction, a quirk, or “that thing you should probably stop doing”, and recognise it as a signal.

  • A child who moves differently.
  • A curiosity that doesn’t fit the timetable.
  • An ability that isn’t on the test.

So often, the people around us are too busy, too tired or too focused on the next deadline to notice. They quietly say: focus on your homework, stop that, this is what matters now.

But sometimes, one person, a parent, a teacher, a mentor, stops long enough to see. And says: yes, keep going.

It only takes one

This isn’t just a nice story. Again and again, people who study human growth arrive at the same place:

  • Emmy Werner followed hundreds of children born on the Hawaiian island of Kauai in 1955 for decades. The ones who thrived despite hard starts almost always had at least one person who cared about them unconditionally.
  • Harvard’s Center on the Developing Child reports that the most common factor in children who build resilience is at least one stable, committed relationship with a supportive adult.
  • Robert Rosenthal, in Pygmalion in the Classroom, found that when teachers were told certain students were about to blossom, those students made bigger gains. Nothing changed but how they were seen.
  • Carl Rogers, the psychologist, believed people grow when they meet unconditional positive regard: being accepted, not judged.
  • Rita Pierson, a teacher of 40 years, put it simply in her TED talk: every child deserves a champion, an adult who will never give up on them.

Different fields, same message: potential grows in relationship. Someone has to see it first.

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Freedom ! Freedom!

A man, a great man, a fighter for freedom was traveling in the mountains. He stayed in a caravanserai for the night. He was amazed that in the caravanserai there was a beautiful parrot in a golden cage, continually repeating, “Freedom! Freedom!” And it was such a place that when the parrot repeated the word “Freedom!” it would go on echoing in the valleys, in the mountains. No animal feels the anguish; all animals are utterly satisfied as they are. Man is the only animal who is intrinsically discontented; hence, the feeling of shame because he knows, “I can be free.”

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Human ego…..

Sufi Story – The Begging Bowl

A king was coming out of his palace for his morning walk when he met a beggar. He asked the beggar,

“What do you want?”

The beggar laughed and said,

“You are asking me as though you can fulfill my desire!”

The king was offended. He said,

“Of course I can fulfill your desire. What is it? Just tell me.”

And the beggar said, “ Okay if you insist but on one condition..so think twice before you promise anything.”

The emperor had seen many beggars – but beggars with conditions?

And this beggar was really strange, a very powerful man. He was a Sufi Mystic. He had charm, a charisma, his personality had an aura. Even the king felt a little jealous. And conditions?

The emperor said, ” What do you mean ? What is your condition?”

The beggar said, “It is a very simple one. You see this begging bowl?

I accept only if you can fill my begging bowl absolutely.”

It was a small begging bowl. The king said, “Of course. What do you think I am? I cannot fill this dirty small begging bowl ?”

The beggar said, “It is better to tell you before, because later you can get into trouble. If you think you can fill, then come start filling.”

The king called his vizier and told him to fill to fill it with precious stones, with diamonds, rubies and emralds. Let this beggar know with whom he is talking. But then comes the difficulty. The bowl was filled, but the king was surprised- as the stones fell into it, it would disappear. It was filled many times and each time it was again empty.

Now he was in a great rage, but told the vizier, “Even if the whole kingdom goes, if my all treasuries are emptied, let them be- but I cannot allow this beggar to defeat me.”

And all the treasures, it is said, disappeared. By and by the king became a beggar. It took months. And the beggar was there, king was there and the whole capital was there and everybody was wondering what was going to happen, what would happen in the end.

Everything was simply disappearing. Finally the king had to fall at the feet of the beggar and he said, ” Forgive me, but before you leave just tell me one thing. What is the secret of this begging bowl? All has disappeared in it “

The beggar started laughing. He said, “It is made of human ego, everything disappears in it, nothing ever fulfils it.”

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a humble heart draws the heaven to itself….

Have you ever seen a pigeon’s nest? Broken, messy and sometimes it’s not even there, have you wondered why it is so?

There was a time when pigeons used to lay eggs in the bushes; fox would come and eat the eggs. When pigeons couldn’t find a way to guard the eggs they went to the sparrows for help. 

Sparrows said, ‘There is no other option but to build a nest on the tree.’

Pigeons made a nest, but it wasn’t done properly. Finally, they decided to take help from the sparrows to build the nest.

The birds were happy to teach the pigeons to make a good nest. When they had just begun to build the nest, pigeons said.. ‘Even we know how to build it like this, we will make it on our own.’

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Book of the Month – February 2022 – The Psychology of Money

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Timeless lessons on wealth, greed, and happiness doing well with money isn’t necessarily about what you know. It’s about how you behave. And behavior is hard to teach, even to really smart people. How to manage money, invest it, and make business decisions are typically considered to involve a lot of mathematical calculations, where data and formulae tell us exactly what to do. But in the real world, people don’t make financial decisions on a spreadsheet. They make them at the dinner table, or in a meeting room, where personal history, your unique view of the world, ego, pride, marketing, and odd incentives are scrambled together. In the psychology of money, the author shares 19 short stories exploring the strange ways people think about money and teaches you how to make better sense of one of life’s most important matters

Notes to Myself – Bombay Jayashri

The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul. by Johann Sebastian Bach
Notes to Myself is one of MOPA’s flagship projects – a series of interactive, expository documentaries that deconstructs the lives and creative processes of some of the most impactful professionals associated with South India’s performing arts. Done in a let-your-hair-down and from-the-heart way, these offer an honest, moving and at times funny and charmingly unguarded look at the lives of these artistes.

This is the voice of Bombay Jayashri, a singer who has performed widely and successfully across genres – Carnatic music, Indian film playback singing, semi-classical music, fusion and more.

No Death No Fear

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Thích Nhất Hạnh

“The day my mother died I wrote in my journal, “A serious misfortune of my life has arrived.” I suffered for more than one year after the passing away of my mother. But one night, in the highlands of Vietnam, I was sleeping in the hut in my hermitage. I dreamed of my mother. I saw myself sitting with her, and we were having a wonderful talk. She looked young and beautiful, her hair flowing down. It was so pleasant to sit there and talk to her as if she had never died. When I woke up it was about two in the morning, and I felt very strongly that I had never lost my mother. The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear. I understood then that the idea of having lost my mother was just an idea. It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.

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