Joyce in Brownian Motion

Doing life – randomly, but doing it.

  • A mentor recently remarked that he saw flashes of dynamism in me. It was a casual statement, and he told me not to overthink it (must’ve seen it coming), but hey it’s not feedback one hears every day.

    First thought: what does that even mean????

    So I googled. Oxford says: dynamism is the quality of being characterized by vigorous activity and progress.

    Second thought: ... kinda like particles bouncing about randomly???

    I think his point to me was that I could be more dynamic, more often. But man I was shook. Did someone just describe me literally behaving like I’m in brownian motion???

    _____

    I know what he means.

    Staying on a straight path has never been my style. I tend to enjoy the side quests and the scenery along the journey, and doing something different from everyone else. The kind of person that has a hundred tabs open. Being of average energy by default, that means I have to cycle this energy across a select few commitments at any given time.

    Not ideal; and definitely a coping mechanism.

    Answer? Reduce commitment, or increase energy.

    I also tend to change qualities based on my container, or environment. Some people naturally seek to be exceptional and stand out. By default I like to blend in, unless I feel that there is a need to speak up. I thought that being able to read a room and knowing when to be useful (vs showboating and wasting time) was a virtue – until my mentor’s comment made me look harder about things.

    Why did I think I didn’t have anything to value-add to the conversation?

    And why did I think, conversely, that what other people were saying definitely added value?

    I’ll end off here for now because I’ve asked myself enough rhetorical questions, and also because it’s time to head to work. But I’ll keep thinking about the problem and share my thoughts and findings. What does it mean for someone to be truly (and not just somewhat) dynamic?

    Bouncing off,

    Joyce

  • As a child, I loved to write. Of course, it stemmed from a love of reading, and then an interest in copying what I read and trying to create my own version. I think I picked up at a relatively early age how to make my writing look different from others’, and at school enjoyed having my compositions being spotlighted for the back-of-class noticeboard.

    Fast forward a couple decades (and a little bit more), and writing is a dying art. Manual writing went first giving way to typing, and now increasingly, human writing is being delegated to artificial intelligence. It is the fate of the millennial that we get to bear witness this whole d/evolution. Likewise with age, the flair of creativity in writing has inexorably made way for other values, such as conciseness and clarity. Understandably so, yet no less regrettable.

    In this space, I’m going to write more, about three things that I want my life to be defined by:

    • Professional Life – which feeds the body;
    • Philanthropy – which feeds the heart; and
    • Art – which feeds the soul

    I hope that I will have enough to write about, and I hope that you will get some value from my writing.

    Bouncing off,

    Joyce

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