He is in India. Again.
Studying yoga; mastering himself and yet still connected to New York and Los Angeles, conducting business, still being true to himself. My friend, Adam, after years of stress and over-working in the financial district, let go of almost everything several years ago. He bought a motorcycle and rode across America visiting friends and family. Highway 66 saw his shadow and felt his tread for several months as he worked out lurking demons from an industry that almost took his soul.
But there was a bit of trickery involved here for as much as Adam tried to remove and then free himself from the grasp of his work and his business mind, he couldn't.
His bike took him back home often where he once again picked up the yoke with which he is perpetually strapped: a mind that can't stop thinking and an entrepreneurial heart that can't stop giving.
Over the years, he has learned to walk away when he needs to and come back when he is drawn, when he can't help himself, when his mind explodes with ideas or his advice is desired and requested.
Lucky for him, life in the corporate grind behind a beautifully polished desk was good enough and he made not only money but connections and is to be able to disappear every now and then and reconnect with the good earth, the open road, and himself. I envy him
. I envy the opportunity he has to shake off the dust of NY, to recklessly apply the dust of an open Alabama road or a well-trodden foot path in India. The last time he disappeared to India, we were able to connect via skype a couple times, not so this time... India is twelve and a half hours ahead of me and my work schedule keeps me more than occupied.
But, I am happy for me.
I am happy to have found work that I love, that invigorates me, that challenges me, that changes me, improves me, and supports my family. My brush with biz came later than Adam's. An earlier career allowed me the opportunity to be at home with my children when they were younger, to grow up with them, and learn from them as much as they learned from me. They are an incomprehensible joy. But life sometimes gets in the way of joy and more involved "work" became the choice I had to make.
Recruiting saved me. It was life-changing, work-changing, and the perfect fit for a single mom in need of a career that would bring in the necessary funds and long-sought after time. Prior to recruiting, I worked two jobs, attended school full-time, fifteen units, and cared for four children, aged four to fourteen. The advert I answered should have closed with, "Not only a great job, but may save your life, your home, your sanity..." For surely it did. And
it brought to me friendships like Adam's...
The world of recruiting opened its arms and I jumped in head first. So glad I did.