Work for many people is a kind of prison. Or maybe it’s more accurate to say it represents a kind of psychological prison, the alternative to which, is often inconceivable. But what are we if we are not volitional, the active agent in our own lives capable of making decisions without the imposition of some […]
On Becoming The Performatist
I was about 13 years old and I was training with the junior team after school. We were playing a short game into the goals at the railway side of the field. I was in corner-forward when the ball came to me. I turned and took a shot – it went wide. The coach looked […]
Taking Score Too Soon
When the task becomes a toll on us, when we find ourselves taking score too soon and realise we don’t have what it takes, we lose enthusiasm, become discouraged and often give up. We’re caught in time. To achieve the result requires too much effort and so it’s not worth the time to learn the […]
On The Slavery of Work
Oh, the slavery of work! We either love it or hate it, and often both impressions exist side by side. It pays the bills and provides for some of life’s greater pleasures, yet it commands our time and attention. Work helps develop our minds and distinguishes us within the social order, yet it takes us away from the ones we love. It is a labourious drudgery, and yet it can bring us immeasurable gratification and happiness.
The Hidden Benefit In Boring
Boring is somber, unexciting, unremarkable, and yet it’s the opposite of these things. This is daily work. There’s nothing here that stands out from the backdrop of everyday life. Perfection. This is water on stone, the ever persistent artist in their art, their craft, their daily work. The street sweeper, the accountant, the plumber, the […]
A Word On Performance
Performance on stage, in sport, at work, in the home, in art and music, in our hobbies and pastimes. The nature and function of work as it relates to happiness has been a source of interest for some time now, especially so since I began studying psychology.
There Is No Point In Work, Unless…
I’ve got an office/workspace at the bottom of our small garden. It’s a converted shed. Last summer, twelve months, I cleared it out, and in a couple of weeks had my own private space for work. It’s a Godsend. Here I can work uninterrupted, blinkered for hours on end. The only sound is the hum […]