I recently read an article about choosing your own board of directors; not for a company but for your own use.Â Imagine this.Â You choose a board of directors thatâs only mission is to support you and give sound advice.Â For instant, youâre having a bad day, everything seems to be going wrong; your car wonât start, youâre late for work, you have a headache, your boss is demanding you finish a report by the end of the dayâ¦etc.Â This is when you take a deep breath and call a meeting of your board of directors.Â Here is where it gets fun!Â Your imagination takes over and you begin to daydream, sharing with your board all the âsituationsâ you are dealing with.Â Who would be on your board, what would they tell you?
Iâve decided I have a large board of directors made up of some people who are living and some who arenât.Â I just added to my board the poet, educator, and civil rights activist Dr. Maya Angelou.Â She sits next to Mahatma Gandhi, and Napoleon Bonaparte.Â I know the last two are completely different, but I felt I needed a balance. Plus, Napoleon has a healthy ego and doesnât let anyone bother him.Â He is completely supportive and tells me to TAKE CHARGE and KICK ASS.Â I also have Margaret Dodd on my board.Â Margaret, who is a life-long friend, reminds me that I can do anything and everything I set my mind to.Â She told me once, while describing herself, âI donât allow myself to think I canât do something.Â I always say I can, it just might take longer than I want it to, and I have the choice of hiring it done.âÂ That stuck with me.
This past week I called an emergency board meeting after finishing a conference call with a very well known New York publicist, who I admit intimidates me. We are both presenting on a panel this Spring in New York about the changing role of public relations practitioners.Â Â I really want her to like me.Â She is very sweet, but there is something about her that makes me second-guess myself.Â
We are on the phonediscussing the conferenceÂ and she says something brilliant.Â I try to respond but my mind goes blank.Â I canât think of a thing to say.Â There is silenceâ¦.it grows longerâ¦I have to say something.Â I begin to talk and nothing comes out the way I want it to.Â I forget the word I want to use which makes me forget the entire point.Â I feel like an idiot.Â As soon as the call is over I think, âOMG, she isnât going to want me on the panel, I canât even talk on the phone.âÂ
Immediately I call in my board! Dr. Angelo tells me Iâm brilliant and nothing that comes from my mouth is horrible.Â She reminds me that this agent wouldnât be on the panel if she thought I was incompetent.Â GandhiÂ tells me to relax and know that I can handle this,Napoleon tells me Iâm in charge and she should be intimidated by me.Â Margaret says, âForget it, she did.âÂ Â
I laugh to myself and wonder, âdoes anyone else play such silly games?âÂ It doesnât matter. It works for me and my board of directors!