Jack of All
- Nariman Parker
- Feb 18, 2015
- 3 min read
My professional life is marred by mediocrity.
I am puzzled by this.
I am not someone with an aversion to success or money. I was raised to have a strong work ethic and I tend to show up, and I’m 100% tied-in to my endeavors. I've been called talented and I have over time broadened my scope of learning and my skills set and have tried to keep up with the times and technology.
Hmmm, still...
Always in circles.
Round & round.
Forward; then back to square 1.
Everywhere but up.
Lateral moves and Plan B’s…
Hmmm…
Maybe it’s because I am an Aquarian, a dreamer?
Maybe it’s because I’m the younger sibling, the “baby”; the quiet, moody one?
It could be because I’m fickle?
Or easily bored? Or difficult?
Too demanding? Not demanding enough?
Too nice? Not ruthless in the least.
Yikes, maybe I think too much? Maybe I should think some more! Or deeper?
I could go back and make like Freud and delve into my childhood, or interpret my ever recurring mountain dream. Or I can look back over my life and see where these random negative patterns of behavior were set and positively reinforced.
Having started out my professional life on a sound foundation (A Bachelor of Arts degree with 3 majors; and a Higher Diploma in Education) I would have expected to have achieved so much more in my life.
Thinking back over a career that spanned more than 15 years, I've come to realize that the negative patterns were set many years ago. I have tackled my career without passion and I have allowed myself to be overlooked and swayed from my course. It is easier to acquiesce, to go quietly.
Don’t get me wrong, I give it my all, I work like a demon, but I will never fight for myself; others yes, but not for me. For some reason, I cannot be my own champion.
It started with my first job straight out of university: Within a few years I was “Acting Head of Department” at a school and when it came time for the appointment to be formalised, it went to someone else. Our new principal called me in and motivated her choice: a man, older, from the area, whom she thought would be "firmer, stricter, better for the status quo."
She said the next promotion would be mine.
I did not stay.
And I became good at walking away.
And so it began: Teacher – Counsellor– PA to MD … Marketing Coordinator…
Jack of all trades!
Working? Yes!
Career? No!
How can I expect success, if I do not believe that what I do; or what I have to offer, has value?
If what I do is about making a living and not creating opportunities for self-expression and growth?
If I can’t find a way for my voice and my truth to be reflected in my every working day:
Four walls.
Five days.
Endless opportunities…
Success comes with passion.
And therein lies the rub.
I have tackled my career without passion and it ends here.
I always joked : “What do I want to be when I grow up? Ask me that when I’m 50 and I still won’t know the answer."
Rather ask me now who I am and I will say with absolute clarity and conviction:
“I am Nariman, wife, mother, sister, aunt, friend … And I am passionate about photography.”
That is my truth.
It is time to whittle away at the mediocre and seek out success.
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