Legacy in Green #56 #cong24 #legacy

Synopsis:

A whimsical reflection that reimagines forest creation as a construction project, weaving together themes of impatience with natural processes, urban development, and environmental legacy. A meditation on meaningful inheritance, a suggestion that nurturing nature may be our most valuable gift to future generations.

Total Words

683

Reading Time in Minutes

3

Key Takeaways:

  1. Impatience vs. Natural Time
  2.  The Richness of our Natural Environment
  3. Alternative View of Construction
  4. Redefinition of Legacy

About Aileen Howell:

I am, amongst many other things, a mother, a carer, a creator, a tinkerer, a crafter, and a lover of nature. My happy place is to be in the woods or by the sea. I believe that talking the key to everything.

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By Aileen Howell

I want to build a forest. No, you read that correctly – I don’t mean plant/grow/cultivate – I mean build. I don’t want to sit around and wait for it. I want people in hardhats, wearing hi-vis jackets and carrying clipboards stuffed with papers to walk around the empty field waving their arms and gesturing expansively to each other.

I want to awaken to the sound of heavy machinery moving in, working quickly and noisily to transform the landscape in a matter of hours. I want to see pallets
rolling in, stacked high with leafy Oaks, slender Elders, sturdy Ash and expansive Chestnut trees all waiting their turn to be slotted into their place with perfunctory efficiency. I want to watch in wonder as the landscape transforms from a flat green plain to a sensory wonderland of trees, bushes and brush. I want to pass each day and wonder at the changes wrought in 24 short hours. I want to see the moving vans pull up and unload unruly families of deer, badgers, rabbits and hares. I
want to see them pick their spot and settle into making it home. I want to wonder at the speed in which they create their own community. I want to watch as nature paints the woodlands for the seasons.

No gaudy, flashing lights and tinsel – just the brilliant palette of verdant green, glowing yellows, warm oranges and soft browns morphing into sharp greys and glittering frosty whites. I want to watch the tiny green buds appear and daily push outwards before bursting in the world in the gentle explosion of leaves and flowers. I want to watch in fascination as entire eco-systems evolve in the blink of an eye. I want to see the crumbling, dead carcass of a fallen tree teem with life – the springy, yellow jelly of Witches Butter, the impossible whiteness of the glistening porcelain mushrooms, the frantic skittering of the busy woodlouse. I want to know why we can build a towering block of flats, stripped of all expression of character and flair, in the space of months.

Why we can transform a bare strip of land into a bustling thoroughfare filled with people, pets, noise and lights in the turn of a season but to create something of nature, to generate peaceful progress, to mend the space, to turn over possession of the land to Mother Earth we need to wait. We cannot simply dream that peace into existence. We cannot fill out the correct forms and permits and wait for the trees to spring forth.

Legacy is so often associated with the tangible, physical, man-made evidence of our existence. I want my legacy for my children and their children after them to be something worth so much more than bricks and mortar. I want my voice to carry in the wind that brushes through the leaves. I want the memory of my life to be felt in the strength of the sturdy tree trunks that covers and protects the microcosm beneath its canopy. I want the wisdom of my time to be felt in the soft, yielding forest floor that gives life to so much beneath the surface. I want to be remembered in the silent stillness of a woodland in winter.

November 18, 2024 2024 Legacy 1 comment

Purpose – with a lower-case p. #49 #cong22

Synopsis:

It’s ok to be useful instead of grandiose. Your purpose doesn’t have to be big or fancy, it can be the small everyday things that make someone’s life a little bit better. Don’t get paralysed by the need to be perfect, strive for excellence instead. If you’re not sure what your purpose is, ask someone who knows you well. They might have some insight that you don’t.

Total Words

717

Reading Time in Minutes

3

Key Takeaways:

  1. Your purpose doesn’t have to be big or grandiose, it can be the small everyday things that make someone’s life a little bit better.
  2. Don’t get paralysed by the need to be perfect, strive for excellence instead.
  3. It’s ok to be usefully ornamental!
  4. If you’re not sure what your purpose is, ask someone who knows you well. They might have some insight that you don’t.

About Aileen Howell:

Aileen describes herself as a mum of 4, a dedicated Geek girl, a Breastfeeding Advocate, an Aspie & ADHD mum, and a Maker of Things.

Aileen was the founder and managing director of bumpbasics.com, Ireland’s first exclusively online maternity wear start-up. Before her start-up days, she was a software engineer working in the finance sector. These days she is a director with a uniform (school & industry) supplier and a full time La Leche League Leader – a voluntary position in the area of mother-to-mother breastfeeding support.

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By Aileen Howell

One of my late grandmother’s favourite putdowns was “You’re neither use nor ornament” – this usually said in exasperation as we dodged about underfoot hoping that a freshly baked bun or slice of apple tart might happen our way. The inference being, of course, that if you weren’t decorative or helpful then you had no business being there. So, I perhaps I have internalised that belief and, as someone who’s not inclined towards being ornamental, over the years it has been my preference to be useful. It has become the running joke amongst my siblings that if there are a couple of us in the room with our mother, she will ask me to change lightbulbs, put on a wash, fix the TV remote or put out the bird food. In my extended family and friends circle I would be seen as the one to go to for help, the babysitter, the picker-upper, the errand runner. These things all bring me a sense of satisfaction, fulfil a need in me to indeed be useful.

I sometimes wonder, especially as I get older, if this serves as my purpose or if it’s a way of avoiding looking for and finding my “real” purpose. When I was younger, I never felt the need to search for a purpose. I didn’t need to climb mountains, swim oceans, run marathons or seek fame. I never “set off with a sense of purpose” to conquer the future.

The Berkeley Greater Good Science Magazine described purpose as: an abiding intention to achieve a long-term goal that is both personally meaningful and makes a positive mark on the world. Somehow this feels like it should be something bigger any more important than giving someone’s dog a lift to the vet or doing a relative’s shopping. That when people talk about purpose they really mean “Purpose” with a capital P – but what if that’s not for everyone. What if, for many of us, our purpose is to support those whose purpose does have a capital P.

A few years ago, I read Brene Brown’s book “The Gifts of Imperfection” and in it she talks about the difference between perfectionism and striving for excellence. For me, this was a light bulb moment. I realised that for years I had been paralysing myself with the need to be perfect and that, in fact, what I really needed to do was to strive for excellence instead. I didn’t need to be perfect to be useful.

So, if you’re like me and searching for your purpose, don’t forget to look for the small things, the everyday things that you can do to make someone’s life a little bit better. It might not be what you had in mind but trust me, it’s enough.

November 24, 2022 2022 Purpose No comments yet

Community – Are We Losing Out? #67 #cong19

Synopsis:

Coming soon

Key Takeaways:

Coming soon

About Aileen Howell:

Aileen describes herself as a mum of 4, a dedicated Geek girl, a Breastfeeding Advocate, an Aspie & ADHD mum, and a Maker of Things.

Aileen was the founder and managing director of bumpbasics.com, Ireland’s first exclusively online maternity wear start-up. Before her start-up days, she was a software engineer working in the finance sector. These days she is a director with a uniform (school & industry) supplier and a full time La Leche League Leader – a voluntary position in the area of mother-to-mother breastfeeding support.

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By Aileen Howell

As the world changes, the definition of community is changing. It used to be a physical location but now it is becoming more nebulous and abstract. Far more people will now seek to find their “community” online with Facebook, Twitter, Instagram etc all providing the means. However, does this shift online mean we are missing out on the benefits of community in a tangible, physical sense.

Community in the traditional sense was very much location based. Ask someone to tell you about their local community and they will probably quickly paint a picture of the area they lived in and the people who lived there. They will quite possibly mention the local GAA team which, in rural Ireland, was and still is generally the beating heart of most communities. The word community creates an immediate feeling of well-being, there’s a warmth to the idea of community that wraps you up in it. If you grew up in the same community as someone else you probably went to the same school, played on the same roads, prayed at the same church. Being part of a community was a shared sense of belonging – of knowing where you stood in the world based on those around you. Community was a shared outlook, a sense of being secure and knowing that those around you probably shared similar life experiences, backgrounds, views.

In the past people lived their whole lives in their local community – work, social, sports etc. As the world grows smaller that same structure and predictability can seem stifling and restrictive. We no longer meet at Mass on a Sunday or head to the local for a pint on Saturday night. We push against those boundaries looking for more and seeking out those who we feel more connected with, not based on geography but based on life views.

With the birth of the internet, and specifically chat rooms/bulletin boards/social media, community has come to mean so much more and at the same time often so much less. Now you will hear people talking about “finding their tribe”, online communities and it’s not unusual to have friends – even close ones – that you’ve never actually physically met. As people spend more time commuting to work and less time in their homes, the online community has come to supersede the physical one and people are more likely to reach out to these communities for social interaction.

While it’s fantastic that people are able to find support, friendship and build relationships online, has the growth in the online world been at a cost to the physical one? While online connections are fantastic and an important outlet for many – can they replace the traditional community? Is there any need to preserve the traditional community?

I used to feel that the traditional community had passed it’s sell by date. That in the modern age we were free to choose our own communities based on shared values and ideal. That we could just seek out those who felt as we do and forge our friendships there.  However – while these online communities can and do serve an important function these lack in some very fundamental ways.

The smallest of things can be the most important – a handshake outside the local shop, a chat at the post office or a spontaneous cuppa when you run into a friend in the street. These small human interactions have so much to offer both parties and we need to be careful not to forget that. I’ve also come to realise that a single shared passion/experience or belief is not enough ground to build a strong community. The wonderful diversity which opens us up to so many ideas can also be overwhelming and alien. There is something comforting about having a conversation with someone from your physical community – there’s a shared culture and experience that allows the ebb and flow of a conversation to happen with the need for clarifications or the misunderstandings which will happen so frequently online due to the vastly different world experiences of those you  are chatting to.  Lets not throw the baby out with the bath water, lets hold on to the best of both and continue forging new communities online while holding fast to the living, breathing community right outside our doors.

 

November 21, 2019 2019 Community No comments yet

Where do ideas come from and where do they go? #78 #cong18

Synopsis:

Coming soon.

4 Key Takeaways:

  1. Coming soon

About Aileen Howell:

Aileen describes herself as a mum of 4, a dedicated Geek girl, a Breastfeeding Advocate, an Aspie & ADHD mum, and a Maker of Things.

Aileen was the founder and managing director of bumpbasics.com, Ireland’s first exclusively online maternity wear start-up. Before her start-up days, she was a software engineer working in the finance sector. These days she is a director with a uniform (school & industry) supplier and a full time La Leche League Leader – a voluntary position in the area of mother-to-mother breastfeeding support.

Contacting Aileen Howell:

You can follow Aileen on Twitter or send her an email.

By Aileen Howell

How does one go from having an idea to growing that idea? Having great ideas is no use if you lack the skills/drive/confidence or experience to develop it or to find someone else with the skills to do it for you. How many brilliant ideas are stillborn? Caught in the birth canal of someone incapable (in reality or in belief) of pushing it forward and into life? Is this a teachable skill or is it simply down to personality type?

How often have you heard someone say “I had a great idea” but then go on to tell you how they kept that idea hidden – afraid to share it in case someone “stole” it but unable or unwilling to develop it themselves. Many of those ideas (and to be fair probably most of them) are best kept hidden but how many gems are out there, secreted away for some unknown future time?

How many of us have seen a simple product in the shops or online and thought to ourselves – I wish I’d thought of that? How many more have seen the same and thought “I DID think of that – years ago but I was waiting for some magical future time when I would do something with the idea”. Having ideas is great, growing ideas is better.

Is the growth of maker spaces and community workshops like men’s sheds going to help create an environment where people can explore ideas for products without the outlay and commitment previously needed? How can we foster this willingness to delve into ideas in future generations?

I have had the privilege over the last number of years to be invited by our local secondary school to participate in a “Dragon’s Den” event they run for their Transition Year students. This is the launch of their mini-businesses. They work alone or in groups to come up with a business idea and then pitch it to the Dragons who then bid a small amount of money for a small stake in the company. Often the ideas are re-hashes of previous years businesses (and to be fair we do all look forward to the mini-company who are going to bake because they ALWAYS have few samples to pass around) but sometimes you see a spark of something that could be truly great. A few weeks later we are all invited back to their Christmas fair where the businesses are on display and products and services are ready to go. Frequently I’ll see a business that seemed so full of ideas and promise selling bags of sweets or something similar and equally uninspired. When you go and chat to them you find that they just couldn’t figure out how to go from having the idea to developing it.  If you ask them “Why didn’t you approach someone in the field to ask for guidance?” You’ll get told “We didn’t want them to steal our idea” and just like that you realise that, yet another idea has gone to that great idea boneyard.

How do we get to a place where people put those ideas out there – to grow and thrive or to die in the dust as their merit warrants. Is there a litmus test for ideas – how does one know if an idea is good? Can we get create an environment where people are willing to share their ideas and let them be taken on by those with the drive and ambition to see them through? An ideas repository if you will – like a sperm bank of projects – patiently waiting for the right egg to come along.

November 20, 2018 2018 Ideas No comments yet