That Wild West spirit
It’s Wise Wednesdays! It was a month away from the end of my twelve year career in the National Health System. I hadn’t applied for a job and wasn’t planning to…A colleague looked at me and said: “How can you stay so calm?” Well, I had the benefit of 20 years of training in containing a fiery Algerian temperament within cool British social norms… Although, granted, the younger me wouldn't have smiled back so easily. Several acute medical jobs, a humanitarian mission, a Master’s, a PhD, several public health policy positions and a lot of meditation and coaching hours later, I had a strong sense that everything was going to be OK. I didn’t have to jump through the hoops of a job or climb the ladder of a career that didn't work for me, anymore. You could say it was irresponsible of me; or from another perspective, that I didn’t really have any big responsibilities, so no one would be affected if it all went wrong. But I had put a lot of thought into it. After a visit to Alask...