Archive for July, 2009


July 18, 2009

After having a mobile phone for the last fifteen or so years, being without one feels curiously liberating. I can leave the house and no one can reach me until I decide to return.

No last minute diversions.

Or requests.

No detours.

Everything is done according to my schedule.

I can stop when I want, come home when I want and answer to no one and I’d forgotten what that feels like.

My phone was a work mobile you see and, now that I have resigned and am leaving the country, I am without a mobile phone and will be so for the next eight weeks or so until I re-establish back in Australia.

No mobile apps to play with, no checking Facebook, LinkedIn, emails, texts.

Curiouser and curiouser.


The key ring is dead

July 18, 2009

The key ring is dead

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Exiting a posting

July 6, 2009

Exiting a posting is always difficult. You think about all the places that you should have gone and visited. The people that you should have made more effort to get to know and the experiences that you should have had. There is a sense of regret as well as a sense of accomplishment.

You survived.

Being away from family, making new friends, creating a new life.

You did it.

You managed the time away and didn’t fall by the wayside. Instead you stayed true, did your time. You completed your contract and achieved your goals.


Doing it the hard way

July 6, 2009

Life is one of those things that people sometimes seem to slip along at. They coast for a few years. Do what is expected of them. Then coast along for a few more. They get used to not seeing their life. The lounge that needs replacing. That overweight pot belly. They simply aren’t seen anymore. Even their job becomes easy. They know the way things work, how everything operates and the procedures that they have to follow.  There aren’t really a lot of surprises in life.  And there isn’t really a lot of challenge or excitement in their life.

This I can’t imagine.

I have moved more times that I can count. Lived in countries where I can’t speak the language. Reinvented my career – from TV  commentator, to political advisor, to writer, to academic. Each reincarnation teaches me something and helps define what the next stage of my life will be and what I hope to get out of it.

I can’t imagine living in the same place for ever. Or knowing that I will do the same job for my entire career.

And I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

It is just my thing.

In some ways though I think that this way is the hard way. You never really get a sense of history with people as you move on again before that history has a chance to develop. You never really put down roots because you are on the road again before they take hold. You become a great generalist rather than a specialist.

And now we are about to do it again.
Once again I can’t imagine my life, how it will look, what shape it will take.

It is the hard way but it is also the invigorating way. I will learn new things during this process. gain new skills. Find new strengths. make new friends.

Wish me luck!

My Way!

My Way!


July 6, 2009

It is interesting how people cope with change. Right now everything in my life is in flux. The country that I will live in, where I will work, what I will do to earn an income, how my life will look.

And when I talk to people about this upheaval, the comments range from envy through to admiration. Very, very few people do not see this total change as invigorating, uplifting, redefining.
But they are seeing it through my eyes. I wonder how they would cope when it is their world that is being tossed around and reconfigured. Whether they would cope as easily as we are.

I think the fact that we have moved repeatedly means that we are better able to cope with change. Our eyes are open to possibility and options. For many others though the great unknown is so be truly feared.

Let’s see where we are and how we are in two months.  An extended trip via India, Manila, Hong Kong, Singapore etc will provide ample opportunity to think about the next stage and what that next stage will look like.

Apparently the Chines word for crisis and opportunity are the same.

Let’s hope so.