I’ve just read yet another article about finding your passion. It’s a tricky subject for me. For years, I thought I was missing out, constantly searching for that elusive something that might spark my passion. In the meantime, I just got on with the job in hand.
Perhaps it’s because I’m English, and I just don’t do passion. ‘Really interested’ is about as good as it gets, perhaps even ‘absorbed’ on occasions. What is it I’m missing, and does it really matter?
Continue reading “Are you passionate about your work?”
People who don’t really know me might be surprised at what a seething mass of anger boils beneath this hugely tolerant exterior. All sorts of things get me going, but most of the time I keep a lid on it and only those closest to me realise that not everything’s as calm as it seems. And then, just occasionally, I explode.
Continue reading “Time to get really angry”
Looking at people’s profiles on Twitter, I rarely follow anyone who mentions their religion. Introducing faith so early on gives me the impression that they’re going to preach at me or worse still judge me, both of which make me defensive and uncomfortable. Does this make me narrow-minded? Perhaps. Continue reading “The etiquette of self-disclosure”