My dream job does not fit any boxes in a questionnaire. How dreadful.
My dream job is a mix of careers and hobbies, from being a writer to exercising my advocacy skills as an international lawyer, having my own horse, visiting family abroad, gardening, practicing yoga daily and maybe one day, raising kids, being my own or those of others.
As you can imagine, it does not quite fit the tasks list of my current 60-hours-a-week job as a lawyer. Am not the only one facing this frustrating choice between earning my life or living it.
Long ago, I met the owner of an old horse. She was selling her beloved one and when I asked why, she simply looked at me with sadness and quietly replied: “Am selling it because I start working next autumn”. Here we go. Truth is that you cannot devote enough time to your beloved ones the day you start getting into your work life. This is what I call “the path to sadness”.
As it appears, I did actually end up exhausted, mentally and physically, on Friday evenings, coming back on Monday mornings, victim on dizziness and looking at the screen with empty eyes. No more sparkling after nine years of that life. Was the marriage over?
We have family therapy, group therapy, gene therapy, shock therapy, but what kind of therapist do you see when you have lost your sense of purpose at work? At that point in time, I was so ready to leap. After all, I was risking losing it all, i.e. the perspective of chronic health issues, seeing my personal life falling apart, dying of boredom at agreement drafting #11’352.
This was the moment where I took the decision to leap into living my own life instead of earning it. Embracing it, fully, deeply and unequivocally. Exactly from where I was and whom I was. Through every simple things I was doing, thinking, feeling, experiencing, breathing, every single minute of every single day of my life. It saved me.
Stop focusing on earning a life that was given to you. Live in it!
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