Once upon a time, I was a girl who dreamed of becoming a writer—that is, for the purposes of this post, one I will define as someone who does writing as a fulltime profession, or at least has published a book. Since the time I was about 10 y.o., I had been an active campus […]
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“It is this life-long search for, and journey toward, meaning, that lies beneath all the surface changes we make in our jobs, occupations, job-titles, and careers during our lifetime. We want our work—increasingly—to reflect who we most truly are.” ~ Richard Nelson Bolles, The 1993 What Color Is Your Parachute? … As some of you may […]
I have just survived one grueling week, in this grueling month which saw me report to work 17 out of 18 days thus far. Screw Saturdays and Sundays, this month said—you are going to finish what you started and not let go until you’re done. The most difficult thing about juggling two jobs, each with […]
A couple of days ago, I encountered several articles asserting that it’s high time we stop hounding today’s worker with the “Do what you love” (DWYL) campaign. Rather than aspire for a career life that would allow us to do what we love such that we can combine passion and work, some argue that we […]
Dear Journal (August 14, 2005) “Memories, for me, are precious. That’s why I have you, in the first place.” … … I started keeping a journal as I was just about to turn 15. Now, nine years later, I flip back to the pages written by that 15-year-old girl, and I am all at once […]
These days I’ve been encountering more triggers for derailment than glowing road signs saying “Yes darling, you’re on the right path, and you’re getting free lemonade every 5 meters.” However, even from the very beginning, I had been well aware that this was going to be anything but the yellow brick road. I had prepared […]
“Friend, there will probably never be a right time. Conditions will always be difficult. Obstacles will always be in your way, which you must overcome. It will always be a challenge, if you decide to launch out into the deep and mysterious destiny to which you feel called, by the dreams of your soul.” — […]
InkBlots and IceBergs 