Through my job interviews, I have met two guys who have proven to me that I'm not crazy afterall. Okay, maybe the three of us are all crazy. LoL. Anyway, both had prominent jobs outside of the Philippines, holding top jobs at their respective companies. After sometime, they all found themselves wondering what they were doing with their lives. They ended up quitting their jobs and going back to the Philippines to pursue their respective passions. Sounds familiar, right? As Ninang puts it, "Mga ka-uri mo!" LoL.
Today, I was fortunate enough to catch Dylan Wilks on Straight Talk. He made a very good point regarding pleasure and happiness. We find pleasure in things we can buy with money. However, we end up getting bored with these acquisitions and seek to buy other things to find pleasure in. Happiness, on the other hand, cannot be bought.
In July, I thought about my life. It was nowhere near what I considered a fulfilling life. I had two jobs; I could buy anything I wanted, but I wasn't happy. As one of those two guys I mentioned earlier told me, "It's too easy to get rich. You put in the hours, and boom, you can have everything you want." After the interview, I thought about what he said. I thought how easy it really is to make money (in the Western world), but to make a difference in one's life, to make a difference in the world? Much harder.
If I were to read college entrance essays in the United States, I bet that none of those applicants ever answer the question "Describe a life-changing event" with something that involved having lots of money. I bet most answers will be about making a difference in one's life or realizing what life is really about.
What's up with all the introspection? I finally found a place that I want to work for here in Manila, like really, really want to work for. I believe in what they're doing here in the Philippines and around the world. I want to be part of that. I want my 8-9 hours/day to go to a worthy cause. I want it bad. What's standing in the way? The potential three-month-long processing of my alien certificate of registration/work permit. Crap. I can't believe that a piece of paper can have so much power! Grr!
God, I hope this all works out in my favor.
I met Dylan Wilks at a GK fundraiser that I went to. He really is an inspiration for Filipinos. Its odd to be inspired by a Britishman but I was. I cried when he was talking and sharing his experiences. Ang galing! In time, I hope to be able to do what he is doing and what you are planning to do. =)
ReplyDeleteHe has more faith in this country than most Filipinos...that's what's so sad (and ironic) about everything. *SIGH.
ReplyDeleteTexted Nicco yesterday to find out if your family knows anyone in Immigration...meron daw, but your dad doesn't have the person's contact number.