On the road to self-design
If you imagine that choosing your profession is like setting GPS before a road trip, you may be wrong.
For the unknown awakens both great fear for the places we’ve never seen and things we’ve never done, and excitement of the discoveries.
My badgering curiosity guided me recently to certain project’s presentation. My expectations towards it managed to pile up, like a heap of dust after shaking the lead out!
For over 3 hours, I and a group of random people were being convinced how wonderful it is to help others in finding their own, real “self.” Do you ask yourself: What is it that I want? What I want to be? What should I study? What to do next? This presentation was answering all these questions drawing your career path in bright colors.
The cross-section of personalities
What could not escape my attention, and I thought everyone else in the room had missed, was that this group featured confusion, uncertainty and the timid portion of seeking true self. There met young mothers already gone through an extended maternity leave; shy students are talking in quiet, trembling voices about a standstill, right before their diploma defense; and some employees from X, Y and Z companies who, somehow, were quickly bored by a monotony of yet another job.
All that time I was wondering how (without a precise definition of oneself, who you are, who you want to be in the job market) can one “design a career” for other people? Is becoming a counselor, a coach or a career designer a cure for own dilemmas? Will a diploma for a few thousand zlotys, in a right way, help us believe in ourselves? Will it make us into heroes who run to the rescue of people like us?
Career designers they were called
For me, the presenters lacked conviction. Their attitude, the words, the stories told, where I could not notice any specifics, made me turn to a girl sitting next to me and say, “During these 3 hours, I have fallen asleep three times and died twice.” Please, someone, explain, how a seemingly experienced, qualified psychologist tries selling a product to a group of complete strangers without knowing what the psychology of success is? Oddity. Absurd. How can you not think of it as a joke?
It was also not the first time when I had to face an unacceptably vulgar language used in a professional presentation. Maybe I’m just old-fashioned, and I don‘t know the latest communication trends, but all these repetitive, ugly words did not establish any solid consensus of understanding. I thought that this is how one makes up for the lack of vocabulary and cover up the lack of preparation.
I was squirming with impatience in my chair and, contrary to what was happening around me; I was defining myself as a person who had happily passed the stage of professional unruliness and slowly but steadily had been working towards her objectives. If any of my close friends reads this note, they surely notice and agree that this is what I usually wish to people: reach your goals.
These wishes are to encourage the one receiving the wishes to reflect and to find an answer to the fundamental question: Quo Vadis. Do I know what I want and where I am going next?