Imagine for a minute that you’re at a neighbors’ barbecue and have to introduce yourself to a group of total strangers.
Say you’re a surgeon. Say you’re a lawyer. Or -like me years ago- say you’re an architect.
People understand that.
They will picture you in a green gown, surgeon knife in hand, ready to do your thing. Or they’ll picture you in court talking to the jury, defending a case. Or they’ll imagine you sketching a house on a drawing board full of rolled blueprints.
People get that. It’s easy. They’ve already seen it.
But tell them you’re a coach and notice the confusion in their eyes. I never got the blank stare when I introduced myself as an architect. But…
I’ve discovered an interesting fact after years of helping others find their contribution: Not everyone can relate to the idea of having a passion.
Has your job ruined your Sunday nights? Yeah, with that feeling of dread you get about having to come back to work the next morning because quite frankly… you hate every minute of it.
Back then in 2002, I was working as an Architect.
How much do you like it when you’re forced to be someone other than who you truly are?
I’m sure you’ve heard the phrase: “Play to your Strengths”