Trading passion for security is a tough place to be. In the last quarter of my 30-year counseling career, the increasing demands of bureaucracy felt like leaving pieces of my soul behind. But the soul waits for us to return. Thankfully, I am free now. I hope you are free too, or soon will be.
Wow! After 20 years with the same company that went so far from it’s original purpose in search of the almighty dollar… I can feel this one. Brilliant!
You have so well described what so many people experience! I’ve written about this many times myself (several chapters of my book The Shadowdancer are devoted to my years of grappling with my soul-sucking “career” choices). I’ll come back to this one. . . I may have to pull an excerpt from the book to post. If I do, I’ll see if I can reblog your poem as an intro. Love, love, love this!
Thanks, Frank! It’s still a work in progress, but you can read about it on my blog (there’s a page devoted to it), and some of my “short story” posts are excerpts from it. 🙂
Frank Solanki 
Well said, Frank. Now I’d like to see/hear your take on NOT having a job.
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Haha… that would be something.
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Indeed, but yours is true for me too.
But I do it to myself.
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I follow you, but for me it’s the opposite.
I go to work to escape the terrifying freedom of self responsibility.
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Oh man! That’s a completely different take on life
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Your heroism continues to shine. 🙂 https://camillawellspaynter.wordpress.com/2024/05/04/towhees-last-words/
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You’ve written incredibly! Wow! 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
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Thanks, Frank! Your inspiration was critical!
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😇🙏
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Poem with a lot of insight!
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Trading passion for security is a tough place to be. In the last quarter of my 30-year counseling career, the increasing demands of bureaucracy felt like leaving pieces of my soul behind. But the soul waits for us to return. Thankfully, I am free now. I hope you are free too, or soon will be.
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Sorry! “Anonymous” was me, duh. That was useful. 😉 I reblogged this poem in my most recent post. The next post will follow on your theme! 🙂
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I can’t see your reblog somehow 🤔
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Hmm…It’s under the title “The Soul’s Call” and preceded by a short personal introduction. Here’s the link: https://camillawellspaynter.wordpress.com/2024/05/03/the-souls-call/
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Check out my reblog, Frank. You’re a hero. 😉
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😇🙏
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You described very well with simplicity .. this is a successful poetry , love it ..
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Thank you so much, Rashida 💫🌟💗
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Yes, my life at this very moment.
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Take care, Moongirl💫🌟💗
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I hope I don’t end up like that (and that you are kind of exaggerating).
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If you love what you do then you are safe from this
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😱😱
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Haha.. 😂
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🤷
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👻
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Well described madam
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Madam??? Haha 😁😁😂😂
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So sorry! Hope you took it as a mistake.. sir😀😀
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No worries! You can call me a friend. There’s no need for sirs and madams
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Thank you friend
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You’re most welcome, my friend 😁👍
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No hold it for Monday 😁😁😁😀 because it is the first day of week.
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You deserve the Employee of the Month award for this suggestion 😂
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Who will reward me !😲😲you 😁😁😄😄😎😎ok please arrange for a big function
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Beautifully written! I think almost everyone feels the same about their job. 👌👌
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Thanks, Priti. For a while I thought I was the only one who felt this way 😁
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No you are not alone I am also in your team 😁😁
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Perfect 👍. We should form a committee and do no work at all 😇😂
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Yes 👍 and you will be the leader 😄😄😄😄
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In our team, we are all leaders 🌟🌟🌟
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😁😁 okay Then I am the leader 😀😎😎😎
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🙏 and today is Friday… officially the best day to hold a meeting 😁
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We are always the same age inside. (Gertrude Stein). I love your poem. It reminds me of me. 🌸
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Gee, that’s a sad poem…good, but haunting.
I’m so lucky I had/have a career I love!
Keep writing!
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You’ve captured exactly how I feel about my job. ”Your salary is the price they pay you to forget about your dreams…”
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Wow! After 20 years with the same company that went so far from it’s original purpose in search of the almighty dollar… I can feel this one. Brilliant!
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Thanks, Leigha! 🌟
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You’re welcome.
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I read this like 3-4 times 😢👏
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😁🙏
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You have so well described what so many people experience! I’ve written about this many times myself (several chapters of my book The Shadowdancer are devoted to my years of grappling with my soul-sucking “career” choices). I’ll come back to this one. . . I may have to pull an excerpt from the book to post. If I do, I’ll see if I can reblog your poem as an intro. Love, love, love this!
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Thank you, Camilla. Would love to get my hands on your book. Sounds interesting
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Thanks, Frank! It’s still a work in progress, but you can read about it on my blog (there’s a page devoted to it), and some of my “short story” posts are excerpts from it. 🙂
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Will do and good luck for your book! 👍
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