Concussion is a funny thing; or it would be if the repercussions of a bang on the head were not so lasting. But today, more than 100 weeks after my accident, I finally feel I have recovered.
I'm sure thatsome symptoms will remain. My balance is not good and I have a habit of losing my way on the simplest of journeys, say from the toilet back to my table, but today I feel my old self.
Of course having reached 60 during those dark, depressive months, my old self is no longer youthful. But today I noticed the amazing beauty of the world around me for the first time in ages.
From the window of my train, the sunlit fields of ripening wheat remind me of the natural cycle of which I am a part. Today I am pleased to be alive. One day I will die, and until then I finally have remembered I have work to do.
That's not work in the nine to five sense, but more that I have a vision that needs to be realised. Reading David Hieatt's book 'Do Purpose' on the train helped reinforce the belief. The only person standing between me and the life I need to live is me.
Preparing for a meeting this morning with the RSA's Nomination Committee (for I'm standing for election to their Board) encouraged a retrospective reflection on how I arrived where I am right now. The projects I've helped to success all have one thing in common. It was my ability to see through the confusion and complexity, distilling out a clear vision that others can embrace as their own.
Swarm Apprenticeships illustrates well the way I can add clarity and fizz to what otherwise remains complex and for too many young people, frankly uninspiring. Perhaps the fact that I once was a disillusioned teenager helps. Being rejected by the education system as one with little future certainly helped. But it was the way that Chris, the guy I hired as MD that has really brought that venture to success.
Right now my next new venture is beckoning. As with Swarm I won try to run it myself, but find others able to see my vision and work,with me to create the future I see for another group for whom opportunity is viewed as distant.
Just as I live with what has been termed a hidden learning disability, and my high IQ can certainly get in the way sometimes, I'm interested in those at the other end of the ability spectrum. They are not short of ambition or ability. They just find some things harder than the rest of us.
A plan is emerging and the support I'm winning humbling. As the picture becomes clearer, others too will find it easier to buy in to what I propose. I plan to create an employee owned cooperative that can allow people with a learning disability to work in ways that will make sense to them.
Success these days is not about conformity but innovation. Now that my head has recovered, I can give this new venture the attention it deserves. It's going to be an interesting journey. Would you like to come along?