A client I recently coached on leadership had been stuck in the belief that he WAS a certain type of leader. Only when he realized that he could USE elements of various leadership styles according to whatever felt was the best thing to do in a given situation, did he see the opportunity for him to solve problems he had struggled with for a long time.
The awkwardness of charging money for what we love doing makes sense, if we depart from the idea that any payment is a form of compensation. Compensation for wasting our lives away, doing work that makes us feel miserable. In this case, it holds true that the greater the fun we have at work, the less we should earn. The more miserable we feel about our work, the more we should get paid.
The trouble with this perspective is that it somehow assumes that somebody other than we ourselves is responsible for our misery, is actually causing it by being interested in our product or service.
One of my passions is looking at what sticks in our minds like glue and takes away the space we need to step ahead and live our lives in line with our passions. So, I set out to talk to people, who have overcome some of the sticky parts and others who are still struggling with overcoming them.
I’m warning you: this article is longer than the previous ones. That’s because I am taking you on a detour. What is known as ‘shortcut’ here in Kampala. Shortcuts are neither short, nor do they cut anything, except into your patience. They are, in fact, long detours taken in a desperate attempt to avoid traffic jam. But we’ll get there. Let’s first have a look at what Kampala traffic is.
A big part of a number of indigenous rituals (for example, the South American yahé, ayuahasca or santo daime rituals) require purging in preparation for the spiritual experience. You cannot open your mind to the Gods if it’s cluttered with material residue. Get it out and you’ll receive what truly matters.
Once again, I don’t find the time to meditate. Instead, today I’ll ride blindly.
Today I want to ride differently. Keeping my eyes open doesn’t help me in any way. Even though I can’t do anything about the ride, I always feel the urge to squeeze my knees in or lift my feet as if I could avoid hitting something.