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A publication contacted me to write an article on professional nomadism. Interesting nomenclature, I thought. I hadn’t heard it before, but one doesn’t have to be a rocket scientist to do know what it means.

Wow, I hadn’t thought of myself that way. I do realise that my having changed several jobs and careers made me somewhat of a gypsy. But I didn’t realise I was that different, certainly not freakish enough to warrant a term!

I felt strangely proud. I stood out in a crowd of clones, each doing the same thing every day. And I got thinking about what it was that made me different. How I could change jobs with such impunity with no thought to consequence. And I arrived at the following conclusions:

1.       I am not afraid to fail. I have the ability to go from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.

2.       I am not seduced by trappings of success. By working faithfully eight hours a day in a job, you may get to be a boss and work twelve hours a day.

Some might argue, there is another term for such a person – loser! But I don’t care. I have a book coming out, and a contract for two more. How many can say that? Plus I have such a plethora of stories from my various jobs that it’ll keep me in writing business for a long, long time.

Richard Bach illustrates this beautifully in Illusions – “Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river. The current of the river swept over them all – young and old, rich and poor, good and evil….Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom for clinging was their way of life and resisting the current what each had learned from birth. But one creature said at last, “I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, i trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom…and taking a breath, did let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks. Yet, in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom, and he was bruised and hurt no more.”

And he said, “The River delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go.”

Anyway, I wrote the said piece. It should be published on Sunday. I’ll post a link.

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