The single best piece of career advice I ever received was from my former boss. At least, I remember it being from him. It could have been from a book as well. (If you know which book this comes from, leave me a note in the comments, okay?) But let’s assume it was my boss. His advice was that you should figure out what that one thing is that you would be willing to do every day, even without pay. Then you figure out a way to make money with it. Of course then I quit to try and follow his advice, so I’m pretty sure he regretted giving it to me 😉 Continue reading “…and doing what you love”
Category: Philosophy a la kokkie
I went for a walk this morning. Both my studies and my writing are frustrating me to no end at present, I haven’t been sleeping well and I’m starved for human contact. Walking rather than working seemed warranted. Usually I walk to the shops when I need to get out of the house, in a straight line with a clear purpose in mind. This time I followed my feet.
My wanderings took me to a second-hand bookshop – the only one in my town (sad thought, isn’t it?) It’s not a very big bookshop. They don’t even arrange their fiction by genre (except for romance which has a whole wall for itself – guess that tells you all you need to know about my town). They do, however, have two sections for English fiction. Continue reading “On loving what you do…”
In high school if we thought someone was talking nonsense we’d say, “Silence is golden, so shut up and get rich.” If only I knew then just how valuable silence was. This thought occurred to me this morning at school. Do you have any idea how noisy a school gets? Even if everyone is working, there’s always noise – the sound of the teacher next door teaching, the noise of learners changing classes, and don’t even get me started on breaks; the staff room, supposedly a refuge against the noise, is just as noisy as outside, sometimes more.
At college I could not get enough of silence. I studied at a small college in a small town nestled in the mountains, and silence was abundant. It was the easiest thing to find a quiet place and simply revel in the silence. I would spend hours a day simply listening to the sounds silence makes. Continue reading “On Silence”
I’ve always thought myself somewhat of a traditionalist. I’ve always argued, why change something if it’s working fine? I used to scorn at people who, in my mind, pushed for renewal and change just for the sake of saying they’re doing it. I could not see the sense in change simply for the sake of change. My motto: If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
Thing is, what if it is broke? It’s like driving with worn tyres. They seem fine, you never have any problems, until that rainy day when you hit a puddle going 100km/h. Then you suddenly realise those tyres should have been replaced months ago. It’s what George Barna refers to as frog-in-the-kettle syndrome. Please don’t try this at home Continue reading “On Change”