If you are going to be trapped, pick the one that lights your fire

Promises, promises, eh?
Promises, promises, eh?

 

On the plane yesterday an epiphany. A short 30-minute flight, and a headache, from Buffalo to Detroit. No ambition to squeeze in work, not even to read a few more pages of Malcolm Gladwell’s new book.

We talked most of the flight. She’s been in sales with the same company, traveling every week of the year (Monday through Thursday night) and hates it. But she’s trapped – there is nowhere she can go and make the kind of money she makes.

Without thinking, shared my philosophy about work and purpose and money.

In the process realized that excelling at your current job will never earn remarkable salary increases.

That happens only by climbing the ladder.

If you are going to be trapped, pick the one that lights your fire.

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Are we who we say we are, and who do we say we are?

Japanese owl symbolism
Owls are wise and in this size, also a choking hazard.

 

Are we who we say we are, and who do we say we are?

We have maybe a dozen important roles, many of them dictated by our life – spouse, partner, child, relative, neighbor, volunteer, and so on. Now think about what we do that pays our bills…

What would we say we do? And what would we say we plan to do when we stop (retire) doing that?

For example, I am a writer.

Live like you mean it!

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