VirtuaLife

On Christmas Eve, I will retire again.

Retire from the Library, that is. Three months on, one temporary promotion later and after numerous air-conditioning break-downs, I'm at the end of this road.

I've achieved everything I set out to do. I performed ergonomics self-assessments, analysed workplace settings in the context of OH&S best-practice principles, acquired some new skills, made different friends, and increased my tolerance of an interesting diversity of work colleagues. In the face of these achievements, there is nothing left for me to do. And money is an increasingly poor motivator to work passionately.

In return, I have to set out to do the things I aspired to. I committed my whole unidus pledge to God dependent on acquiring this job. I commited to reinventing my attitude of excellence, which admittedly waned from excellent to merely-bumbling somewhere in 2004. I committed to raising my standards of discipline and integrity to a whole new level. In return for this job, I pledged to commit to God and recommit to life.

This opportunity - this door, as some may be inclined to call it - was indeed an opportunity in itself. But I see it as so much more, if not just for the fact that it is not a job I found particularly memorable. No, this period was about learning to let go. Learning to release already existant opportunities in order to accept the better ones coming by.

In three days, library work will be over. The next time I walk through thoe doors, I will be a customer and not a service assistant, not ever again. But the opportunities created by this chapter live on.

In Faith, Hope and Love!