“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
I'm jealous. I've always been envious of my friends who knew exactly what they wanted to do with their lives. I don't know exactly what my Calling is, but after two years thinking about it, I have at least some glimpse. I want to help create spaces in this world where people will leave better off than when they entered. It might be a home and family that I build with my husband, the Equity Research group that I'm about to join, a company I start, or perhaps something that touches far more people than any of those things. These spaces will be places where creativity is encouraged, and diverse points of view are respected and sought out, where people are always encouraged to try new things and have adventures, and where people laugh and dance and are treated with dignity.
I'm looking forward to reaching my goals but am really much more excited about the exploration that will get me there. There's so much new territory to cover and I can't wait to get there - motherhood and the tightrope walk it will require, my relationship with David as we grow and change and as we add parenting to our repertoire, new jobs to be taken, time management and organizational skills to be acquired, flamenco to be learned, Cambodia's and Botswana's alleyways to get lost in, a wonderful evolving friendship with my parents, fabulous photographs to be taken and exhibited, building those friendships that just barely got started at HBS, all those bad "How to tell you're a Trinidadian" jokes to hear and tell, jumping into the economic and maybe even the political fray in my home country of Trinidad, and of course, all those new hairstyles to try......
I'm restless but maybe all my wandering will eventually get me to the right place.
With the drawing of this Love, and the Voice of this Calling,
we shall not cease from exploration
and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time.
(T.S. Eliot, Harvard, Class of 1909)
I'm looking forward to reaching my goals but am really much more excited about the exploration that will get me there. There's so much new territory to cover and I can't wait to get there - motherhood and the tightrope walk it will require, my relationship with David as we grow and change and as we add parenting to our repertoire, new jobs to be taken, time management and organizational skills to be acquired, flamenco to be learned, Cambodia's and Botswana's alleyways to get lost in, a wonderful evolving friendship with my parents, fabulous photographs to be taken and exhibited, building those friendships that just barely got started at HBS, all those bad "How to tell you're a Trinidadian" jokes to hear and tell, jumping into the economic and maybe even the political fray in my home country of Trinidad, and of course, all those new hairstyles to try......
I'm restless but maybe all my wandering will eventually get me to the right place.
With the drawing of this Love, and the Voice of this Calling,
we shall not cease from exploration
and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time.
(T.S. Eliot, Harvard, Class of 1909)
— Dionne Hosten