My previous experiences in employment gave me valuable skills and insights that led me to where I am now. Looking back, I can see that each of those jobs gave me a piece of my own puzzle...
When the pear trees outside my balcony burst into bloom, it's a lovely reminder that spring has arrived. Springtime quietly brings with it new beginnings, seed planting, and optimism for things to come. Get ready to take advantage of this annual energy boost...
When I picked up the evening newspaper after another dull day at my job, I had no idea I was about to be pointed in a new direction—one that never entered my mind. The story I stumbled upon was about two young women who had moved to New York hoping to become Broadway stars.
Momentum, says my dictionary, is impetus gained by movement. We learned the essence of it in high school physics, when we were taught that a body in motion stays in motion...
My sister, brother, and I are all convinced that wanderlust is in our DNA. We inherited it from our father who would seize any opportunity to pack us all in the family station wagon and head out to parts unknown.
Back in the olden days of the 20th century, books on self-employment were mostly written by academics who hadn't actually done it themselves, and all the advice involved building a mammoth corporate empire. None of that appealed to me when I was starting out on the road to self-employment.
One of the simple pleasures of working for yourself is experiencing new things. There's nothing quite like the rush of facing a new challenge and overcoming it, or learning something you would never have if you were cooped up in an office all day.
When you think of ice sculpting, do you immediately think "great business idea?" Probably not. It's hard to picture carving chunks of ice with power tools as little more than an eccentric hobby.
Despite the fact that work can be one of life's greatest sources of satisfaction, too many of us believe the opposite: that work is an inevitable joyless slog. It's not our fault. It's what we were conditioned to believe.
For several years, former mortgage broker Michael Mack had a successful business flipping houses in Florida. When the bargains began disappearing, he decided to take a break and head to the Dominican Republic to figure out his next venture. He rented a place on the beach, and after soaking up the sun and the lifestyle for several weeks, decided he wanted to stay.