What’s Your Place? Such a simple question. . . If you look deep enough into it, discoveries about yourself erupt, surprisingly. What’s Your Place is much more than a question about one’s physical, geographic location. It can also transport you to mushing around in deep philosophical questions concerning your authentic self, along with questions about the what, why, how and when of your lifelong pursuits.
So what do we really mean when we say we would like to find some balance in our lives? It is, of course, different for everyone. The person stuck in multiple dead-end jobs, trying to make ends meet, could use a wage increase, sick leave, vacation time, and personal and parental time off – to get back to a calming mind.
The tortured artist needs a little peace. The insomniac just needs a good night’s sleep to balance out his energy. The elusive “life balance” – where is it located? How can anyone discover it?
While I have always been a highly introspective person, I never thought my introspection would grow more prominently into old age. I assumed (never assume) that by now – at 64 – I would have it all figured out and there would be less of a need to be looking inward and more of a desire to increasingly play cards with other people near or in retirement. Boy was I wrong!
If you estimate you will inhabit the Earth until you reach into your ninetieth year, you can use an obvious baseball metaphor to represent your aging life. At 60 you are in the sixth inning of a nine-inning game, and you are – congratulations – manager of the home team. With 60 being the first decade of the final third of the game, reaching that milestone, in my opinion, means you can officially be called “old.”
As a home-office-based freelance writer, long periods of solitude spent in deep work comes with the territory. There are times when I will not have a conversation with anyone other than my wife for an entire week.
As a work-for-hire freelance writer, I have always believed that the deliberate practice of my work over the years/decades would give me some small semblance of financial success and a more continuous stream of reliable, paid work by this stage of life in my early sixties.
Finding a balance when defining who you are and what you do.
Dealing with a kind of basket-case, confusing mindset, while at the same time allowing for extraordinary insights to come to the forefront.
Unfortunately, corporate work experiences can quickly change into unhealthy situations in which your unique knowledge, skills, and opinions are suddenly labeled by your superior as worthless, often due to internal politics and misunderstandings.