White Collar Apocalypse - Own That You've Been Through the Wringer

 "Things will return to normal."

That's what some are speculating. Their take: The current wipeout of knowledge work jobs will evolve into new kinds of jobs and all will be right again with the world. 

That may or may not happen. But, the humans involved in that financial, emotional, social and spiritual upheaval probably will never return to who they were before going through the wringer. Or they shouldn't. Otherwise, they could fold into themselves, like an abused dog. No longer able to get out of themselves and engage with opportunity.

So, ditch that toxic positivity. Suffering like losing a career or not being able to start the expected one transforms people. Accept that. 

A Boomer, I know that from observing what kinds of human beings emerged from The Great Depression. Those who owned the pain and admitted they would, for example, never trust employers grabbed at the opportunity which developed post-WWII. Smarter now about how the world operated they took on the protective coloring of supposed loyalty. 

Those who contended it was what it was and there they were still standing seemed to shut down into closed systems. They had never sorted out their brutal experiences. And developed takeaways.

The same binary state of being seemed to also kick in when the academic market collapsed in the early 1970s for humanities professors. Those of us finishing our doctoral dissertations were left out in the cold. That was after years invested in study, passing exams and authoring research. The system didn't seem to give a damn.

Those who remained all too positive - citing that they had grown intellectually during those years - never seemed to work through the devastation. Generally, they wound up on lackluster career paths with little upward mobility. Did suppressed rage hold them back? 

In contrast, those who acknowledged the horror exited that experience with critical lessons learned. At the top of the list was that higher education was a business, not a mission-driven la-la land. Why weren't we monitoring economic and employment trends and not trusting mentors who reinforced that we were special and certainly would get jobs? 

With my new wariness I was totally business-like when finally I put together a way of making a good living outside academia. This wasn't a "vocation." It was the platform for buying a house and getting respect and being able to attract quality people into my life.

As an intuitive coach/tarot reader I predict limited success for those on professional networks who, after being knocked out of the box or boxes, waste time telling themselves (and I guess the world) how hopeful they are, how much feedback has helped and how great the former employer had been. 

Instead, they could be injecting that energy into bundling up for a cold wave of capitalism and testing out which ways to hustle for income. A fundamental of my approach is this: Keep the income coming in. Take that survival job. No, don't just sit at the computer applying for work. Get work. Any kind. Work gets you work. 

That move outward will open your spirit and your inner shark to fresh opportunities. Especially if you really want to launch your own enterprise. That means identifying a gap in what people want and need and filling it in unique ways.

Success is a mental game. Failure comes from being done in by the “committee” in your head.

Together, we liberate your thinking. Then we change your story. And, unleash success. Meanwhile, we focus on bringing in income. That puts you in a position of strength.

Intuitive Coaching. Special expertise with transitions, becoming a solopreneur and aging. Psychic/tarot readings, upon request. Complimentary consultation with Jane Genova (Text 203-468-8579, janegenova374@gmail.com). Yes, test out the chemistry. Zero risk.

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