In a train of thought that seems to keep chugging along, I have a few more observations to go with my recent four posts which were sort of about finding one’s niche in life. You may recall that it all began with a post about Cuppa using a paper cup to retain water in the sink. From there we progressed or regressed (take your pick) to discussing attitude vs. aptitude. I then used first Althegal and then Thesha as examples — more or less. I add “more or less” because I’m not totally sure what I’m talking about. It’s not as though I began with a thesis to nail to the door; it’s all just jumbled musings piled upon musings.
If you know what I was trying to say, feel free to share. 🙂
I thought I was done with the topic and that I could get back to important blogging such as posting photos of the grandkids, but alas …
It strikes me that at a youthful age as one begins the journey through the working portion of life — i.e. finding gainful employ so one can keep body and soul together — it is exceedingly desirable to follow a path that more or less suits both one’s talents and one’s interests. Presumably, you’re going to spend decades of your life in your job or jobs, so you really want to find a vocation that you both like to do and are good at doing.
I see it as a continuum. At one end, the good end, you find a vocation that aligns with both senses of the word, vocation; it’s a job but also a calling. It’s especially wonderful if your vocation includes your avocation, and it’s a bonus if it makes you rich.
At the other end of the continuum, some poor souls get stuck in menial, monotonous, low-wage jobs that they dread. I suppose it can get even worse, such as not being able to find employment of any kind and becoming one of the truly poor.
Of course, most of us find ourselves at neither end of the continuum, but if we’re lucky we’re at least closer to the desirable end — to the right on my masterful graphic, above. Hopefully, we’ll like our jobs well enough and they’ll pay a decent wage. If they also provide us with enough time and money to purse a few outside interests — i.e. hobbies/avocations — then we should be relatively content with life.
Along this theme, there’s one really nice thing about advancing in age; most of us seem be able to find a reasonable amount time to follow pursuits that interest us (avocations) without the pressure to be good at them. For example: in this past decade or so, I have been able to try my hand at photography, web design, gardening, fiddling and writing, not to mention reading. I am not particularly good at any of these avocations, particularly fiddling, but I have enjoyed dabbling in all of them, especially fiddling. I move on from some — web design, for example — but manage to find sense of satisfaction in each interest at the time.
I guess I am offering this as a sort of thanks to the universe for allowing me to find a vocation that put me towards the right (right, in both senses) of the continuum. Like most, I don’t suppose I was on the extreme right, but I was content enough to be where I was. More recently, I have been fortunate enough to be able to retire at a young enough age and healthy enough to enjoy following several interests, without feeling the pressure of needing to be good at them.
If you’re not yet at a more senior age, for most there is much to look forward to. You really don’t have to have to live your whole life when you’re young. If you have a long bucket list (which I hope is fluid), you can take some pressure of yourselves and leave some items for your later years. That’s why they call them Golden.