The Art of Work: A Proven Path to Discovering What You Were Meant to Do

around an iPad.
He nodded, the fear of following up obvious in his eyes.
Mission accomplished.
A few times during the conference, I talked about my
day job, but that felt boring and unoriginal. I was sure my
dream was something new and interesting, something “out
there” that I’d never done before but would recognize as
soon as it appeared on the horizon. At some point during the
conference, it would walk up to me and say hello, greeting
me with a smile, and we would start the rest of my life
together.
Every time I answered another question, I felt like I was
betraying myself, that people were slowly seeing through
the facade and beginning to feel sorry for me. Me, the
hapless wanderer who was at a dream conference and didn’t
have a dream. The guy with no vision for the future, just a
fancy name tag. And then, just as I was getting ready to
excuse myself from my table and sneak out the back exit,
the opening speaker stepped up to the podium. With a few
short words, he shattered my illusion.
“Some of you here don’t know what your dream is,” he
said. “In fact, most of you don’t.”
I looked around to see dozens of heads nodding slowly
in unison. Apprehensively, I did the same, a little worried
who was watching me but eventually letting go and feeling
the freedom that came with admitting I didn’t know what I
was doing.
“But the truth is,” he continued, “you do know what