You know, I’m rethinking an old habit that has never served me well. Maybe it’s a force of maturity. Maybe it’s just that I’m tired of looking at my low credit score. I’ve always thought that taking credit was a sign of vanity; seeing so much ownership for mediocrity never was impressive to me, so best to opt for silent “self-actualizing”.  Hmmmm.

I look back and see the monuments I’ve built, careers I’ve launched, ideas I’ve given up for the sake of the team… not to mention the tears I’ve cried and dried. It’s a wonder there’s anything left in my head. All those brain picking sessions with folks “smarter” than me (only because they knew how to capitalize on my  thinking). I do suppose that’s better than using my energy and influence to push lazy friends off the ledges of helplessness, as they turned back and yelled “what do I do next?”

That nonsense is over. The next person that wants to pick my brain should be prepared to get a piece of my mind. I’m busy. Reflecting… Basking… Building my credit score. And while we’re on the subject, I’m proud of the work I did to breathe new life in the Lagos National Museum. West African art is in a better place because I passed thru for all too short a time. I don’t think I’ve ever said that before. Now I share it with you. Taking credit is a good feeling. I think I’ll do more of it, and I encourage you to join me. 

Share out some of those high points that you swept under a rug to allow your organization or boss to get the glory. Hiding your light under a rock does nothing to advance your genius. Talk more about your accomplishments, those are teaching moments too. Accept that panel seat or that shot at blogging. It doesn’t matter how high you step, it’s no good if you don’t blow your own horn too!