Now, with all this discussion on my part recently about the nature and value of work, and our relationship with it, it may have brought about a particular question. How can I find work that makes me happy?
How many of these people had a 5:30 or earlier rise just to get their kids to creche or some other form of child-minding? How many of these parents wouldn’t collect their kids until 6:00pm or 7:00pm and endure the slog every single day?
This doesn’t mean we’re supposed to slog it out under duress. It doesn’t mean we need to work long hours in places we’d rather not be. It doesn’t mean we have to suffer in jobs we hate. But many of us do it anyway.
I once believed that there was someone out there with the answers — somebody somewhere who knew what I didn’t. All I needed to do to find them and extract their knowledge was to be persistent. Whatever the magic ingredient, I didn’t have it. Instead, it was out there, and I was going to find it. I didn’t find it.
This is our reality, and our daily work is the primary means by which we pursue this elusive thing. We spend our best years in jobs we dislike or even hate (42% of people according to my research) in order to get enough money to buy a better life – but we never get there.
I’ve been quiet on the public writing front of late. I’ve been writing, just not on Medium or my personal website. I needed to put time and attention on my studies, and in particular, on my thesis — more on that in a bit — so the blinkers went on for a few months. As […]
Why do we work? What is the purpose of work apart from providing us with money to buy stuff we don’t need and pay bills? Is it possible to be happy and fulfilled in our daily work or are we destined to despise, yet endure its demands on our lives? Sure, we need money in our pockets to function within the societal system, but most of us it seems, are dissatisfied and disengaged