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What should I do with my life?
Bronson, Po, 1964-
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New York : Random House, [2002]

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"Brimming with stories of sacrifice, courage, commitment and, sometimes, failure, the book will support anyone pondering a major life choice or risk without force-feeding them pat solutions." --Publishers Weekly What should I do with my life? It's a question many of us have pondered with frequency. Author Po Bronson was asking himself that very question when he decided to write this book--an inspiring exploration of how people transform their lives and a template for how we can answer this question for ourselves. Bronson traveled the country in search of individuals who have struggled to find their calling, their true nature--people who made mistakes before getting it right. He encountered people of all ages and all professions--a total of fifty-five fascinating individuals trying to answer questions such as: Is a career supposed to feel like a destiny? How do I tell the difference between a curiosity and a passion? Should I make money first, to fund my dream? If I have a child, will my frustration over my work go away? Should I accept my lot, make peace with my ambition, and stop stressing out? Why do I feel guilty for thinking about this? From their efforts to answer these questions, the universal truths in this book emerge. Each story in these pages informs the next, and the result is a journey that unfolds with cumulative power. Reading this book is like listening in on an intimate conversation among people you care about and admire. Even if you know what you should do with your life, you will find wisdom and guidance in these stories of people who found meaningful answers by daring to be honest with themselves. Among them: -the Pittsburgh lawyer who decided to become a trucker so he could savor the moment and be closer to his son. -the toner-cartridge queen of Chicago, who realized that her relationships with men kept sabotaging her career choices. -the Cuban immigrant who overcame the strong dis-approval of her parents and quit her high-paying job to pursue social-service work in Miami. -the chemistry professor who realized, quite late in life, that he would rather practice law. -the mother torn between an Olympic career and her adolescent daughter. -the seventeen-year-old boy who received a letter from the Dalai Lama and was called to a life of spiritual leadership. -the creator ofSt. Elmo's Fire,who wasn't sure he could quit his successful Hollywood life for the deeper artistic life he had always wanted to pursue. -the author himself. Po Bronson has worked as a bus-boy, cook, janitor, sports-medicine intern, bus-lift assembly-line technician, aerobics instructor, litigation consultant, greeting-card designer, bond salesman, political-newsletter editor, high school teacher, and book publisher. Since then, he has written three books:Bombardiers,The First $20 Million Is Always the Hardest, andThe Nudist on the Late Shift. But none of those experiences compared to what he learned by writing this book. "We all have passions if we choose to see them," he writes. "Most of us don't get epiphanies. We don't get clarity. Our purpose doesn't arrive neatly packaged as destiny. We only get a whisper. A blank, nonspecific urge. That's how it starts." With humor, empathy, and insight, Po Bronson probes the depths of people who learned how to hear the whisper, who overcame fear and confusion to find a larger truth about their lives. A meditation, a journey, and a triumph of story-telling,What Should I Do with My Life'is a life-changing book by a writer who brilliantly tackles the big questions.

Author Notes

Po Bronson is an American journalist and author who lives in San Francisco, California.

(Bowker Author Biography)

Reviews 4

Publisher's Weekly Review

In this elevated career guide, Bronson (Bombardiers; The Nudist on the Late Shift) poses the titular question to an eclectic mix of "real people in the real world," compiling their experiences and insights about callings, self-acceptance, moral guilt, greed and ambition, and emotional rejuvenation. Bronson crisscrosses the country seeking out remarkable examples of successful and not-so-successful people confronting tough issues, such as differentiating between a curiosity and a passion and deciding whether or not to make money first in order to fund one's dream. Bronson frames the edited responses with witty, down-to-earth commentaries, such as those of John, an engineer whose dream of building an electric car crumbled under his personal weaknesses; and Ashley, a do-gooder burdened by the unlikely combination of self-hatred and a love for humanity. Bronson wants to understand what makes these people-among them a timid college career counselor trapped in his job, a farmer bullish on risk-taking, a financial expert grabbing an opportunity to rebuild her brokerage firm devastated by the World Trade Center tragedy and a scientist who rethinks his lifelong work and becomes a lawyer-tick. He occasionally digresses, musing on his own life too much, and frequently hammers points home longer than necessary, but neither of these drawbacks undercuts the book's potency. The "ultimate question" is a topic always in season, worthy of Bronson's skillful probing and careful anecdote selection. Brimming with stories of sacrifice, courage, commitment and, sometimes, failure, the book will support anyone pondering a major life choice or risk without force-feeding them pat solutions. Photos. Agent, Peter Ginsberg. (Jan. 2) Forecast: The galley features a hearty endorsement from Random House bigwig Jonathan Karp, and the publisher has announced a national media and print campaign, an eight-city author tour and radio interviews. A veteran of national bestseller lists, Bronson should be prepared for another run at the top, spurred on by buyers' New Year's resolutions. (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

Booklist Review

Novelist and writer Bronson made his name chronicling the rise of cybercareers and attendant fortunes, which later evaporated with the downturn in technology companies and their stocks. In this book, he offers profiles of individuals searching for meaning in what they do for a living, drawn from interviews and personal observations. The subjects include a spiritual leader recruited by the Dalai Lama who nonetheless had to learn his purpose in life for himself; a corporate attorney who had a kidney transplant and then searched for the perfect job where she could use her passion for advocating for other patients in need of transplants; a woman who cast aside a career as a surgeon because she couldn't learn to disconnect from the demands of the profession; a college career counselor who fell into his position and was so fearful of making any changes in his own life that he was of questionable use to his student-clients. Throughout the book, Bronson explores the many fears and misconceptions arising from the search for a career. Vanessa Bush

Library Journal Review

Bronson leaves behind The Nudist on the Late Shift to talk to people with dreams, like the lawyer who opted to become a trucker so that he could spend more time with his son. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

School Library Journal Review

Adult/High School-Some of the individuals Bronson interviewed have not found the answer to the title question, some aren't sure there is one for them, while others think their answer may be only temporary. The 55 pieces range from a woman who had wanted to be a doctor since age six but changed her mind abruptly after realizing her dream, to a Native American who wrote a 20-year plan for his future that would enable him to devise and implement ways for his people to wean themselves from government handouts. Bronson has both bad and good jobs behind him, and his interviews include his own insightful reactions to and thoughts about his subjects' ideas and personalities. The discussions of mistakes, lessons, and hard-fought decisions on the iffy road to occupational fulfillment will be valuable for teens.-Judy McAloon, Potomac Library, Prince William County, VA (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.



Destiny vs.Self-Created Meaning An Ordinary Guy EVEN THE DESTINED STRUGGLE Wouldn't it be so much easier if you got a letter in the mail when you were seventeen, signed by someone who had a direct pipeline to Ultimate Meaning, telling you exactly who you are and what your true destiny is? Then you could carry this letter around in your pocket, and when you got confused or distracted and suddenly melted down, you'd reach for your wallet and grab the letter and read it again and go, "Oh, right." Well, a friend of mine has such a letter. He's thirty-two years old and rents a bedroom from a nice lady in Phoenix near the base of Camelback Mountain. He's gray at the temples, wears Hawaiian shirts, and drives a dusty Oldsmobile that suffers from bad alignment. The car's tape player is broken, which is fine by me because I can't stand the soft rock he listens to. He loves America because friends here treat him like an ordinary person. He says being here has made him much more open-minded. He grew up in a refugee camp in southern India. When he got the letter he had just enrolled in a special school there, with the vague notion of eventually becoming a professor of Tibetan literature, though he admits he wasn't much of a student. But what else was there to do in life? No way was he going to be a farmer. Being a businessman meant having to sell, and he didn't study hard enough to ever become a doctor. He couldn't imagine sitting out his life in a government office job, filing forms. His name was Choeaor Dondup, but everyone called him Ali, after the boxer, because he was big. His hair hung to his shoulders. He spent most of his time figuring out how to get into his girlfriend's pants. He played soccer. He was scared of the dark. Then one day at school he received this letter, signed by the Dalai Lama. Ali was a big believer in the Dalai Lama. The letter said he wasn't Choeaor Dondup after all. Instead, he was the reincarnation of a warrior who, along with his five brothers, had ruled a poor and remote region of eastern Tibet six lifetimes ago. The brothers had descended from one of Genghis Khan's grandsons. Ali's Previous One turned his back on the family's violent rule and became a monk. Over his lifetime he founded thirteen monasteries and became the great spiritual leader of this region, the Tehor. Ali's real name was Za Rinpoche, which is Tibetan for "The Dharma King." Imagine! You're not a dumb, lost, inexperienced seventeen-year-old! We actually have a spot picked out for you! And not just any spot! wanted: Great Spiritual Leader. No experience necessary. Nevertheless, the letter was a bit of a shock. They wanted him to attend the Drepung monastery in northern India. All Ali could think about was, "Am I going to have to cut my hair?" "Am I going to have to become a monk? Give up sex?" You think it would be easy if your destiny were offered on a silver platter. But Ali went around for a few days openly expressing his angst and annoying his friends by debating whether this was the right thing to do. The social pressure was so great that eventually he shut up, gave in, and went off to the monastery, keeping his doubts to himself. It took four years for the doubts to evaporate. But it's never been easy. He spent the next twelve years memorizing two-thousand-year-old ancient texts, the whole time craving the kind of understanding that comes from experience. Back in Tehor, when people are dying they hold his photograph inches from their face and stare at him, wanting him to be the last thing they ever see before they cross over into unembodied consciousness. That's how much faith they have in Rinpoche-more than he has in himself, I suspect. I found Rinpoche like this: When my son was born, my mom cleaned out her basement and brought up my well-preserved souvenirs from my childhood, soccer trophies and warmup jackets and my high school yearbooks. In one of those yearbooks was a nice note from an upperclasswoman, Jodi, fondly remembering those long conversations we used to have during studio art classes. "What conversations?" I wanted to remember. So I tracked her down, and during another long conversation she mentioned she'd been hanging out with Rinpoche. I was curious, though not for any particular reason. Just curious. Curiosity is a raw and genuine sign from deep inside our tangled psyches, and we'd do well to follow the direction it points us in. So to Jodi I said, "I gotta meet that guy," and booked tickets to Phoenix. What would it be like to have this certainty about your place in the world? To have it in writing from the Dalai Lama himself! Of course, my desire to understand this wasn't my only motivation. I was excited to meet a holy man. Perhaps his spiritual presence might rub off on me, and he might offer me guidance. Instead I found a friend, who, though sacred, was still utterly human and real. He was skilled at minimizing his anguish over everyday struggles, but he still faced them routinely and fought his urges like any of us. Possessing that letter had not relieved him of having to figure out where he really belonged and make some hard choices. In his mind, this question was not settled. He and I were riding around Phoenix a little while ago, looking for some authentic Mexican food. I was joshing him about this reincarnation thing. "Come on, you really believe it?" "Yes." "So, all of you, or just, like, your soul?" He said the biggest misconception in the West, and in young Tibetans, was that mind is physical. I said, "How do you know young Tibetans? You said you've never even been to Tibet." (China wouldn't let him into his country.) "Like, you know, I've met many who are also in exile." "In Phoenix?" He said that they were mostly in New York. "What does that even mean, 'mind is not physical'? That's so cryptic." He tried to unpack his statement for me. Sanskrit describes five layers of self, or mind: Physical, feeling, perception, intention, and consciousness. His consciousness had been reincarnated, but his perceptions and feelings and body had not. That said, the inner layer, by itself, is no more valid or important than the outer. Self is the combination of the five. "So on the inside you've got it figured out, but the rest of you is dragging along." Rinpoche laughed, and it's when he laughs that he seems so wise. He learned his English in Atlanta from undergrads at Emory University, and he picked up their vocal idiosyncrasies, tossing "kind of," "like," and "you know what I mean" into every sentence. He speaks English like a teenager, but laughs like a man six lifetimes old-such a deep, merry, pure chuckle. I asked him if Buddhists believe we all get a specific destiny. "We don't think there's a specific place in your life to go. Everybody's destiny is to become an enlightened being and reach the everlasting state of mind." "That's pretty easy for you to say. Your destiny arrived in the mail. What if you had to go out and get a job?" He laughed again. "Yes, that I could not imagine." Rinpoche has always had to be pushed to take the next step. In 1998, the Dalai Lama chose him to lead a tour of monks across the United States. Rinpoche didn't want to go. He'd heard the tour required long bus rides, thirteen hours at a time. He relented when the abbot leaned on him. Rinpoche says he was a narrow-minded snob back then. Maybe a monastery sounds like a terrific place to become a deep person, but the truth was, he was sheltered and had a big ego. He didn't hang out with ordinary monks, only monks of high status. He had no respect for other religions, and assumed anyone who wasn't a Buddhist couldn't be a nice person. He was lonely and too serious. But traveling in America did wonders for his personality. After a year, he went back to the Drepung Monastery, and everyone said, "Wow, you've changed a lot." He hung out with monks regardless of their status. He laughed all the time. He felt more grounded. His elders were so impressed they asked him to stay and teach. For once he had the balls to say, "That is not in my nature," and stick by it. He wanted to return to America, where not everyone treats him like a divine being. He wanted to understand the Western mind, how people in the West think. Exposing himself to this crazy world was making him into a better person, and that was the right path to be on. If it were me, no matter how cool or great it would be to have a spiritual calling, and to be given this early in life, I'd still have that American notion of needing to discover things myself. I'd need independence-I'd feel controlled. I might now and then be testy about having my calling put upon me rather than arriving at it by myself. We have mixed feelings about the seductive notion of destiny. There's a persistent tension between wanting our life's purpose to be revealed to us by some higher power and wanting to scrap and fight for it against all odds-to earn it without help. We think about destiny sort of like how we feel about inheritance-we covet its fruit but it's sweeter if we earned it ourselves. And so I wasn't surprised when Rinpoche called to give me his new address and phone number. "What happened?" "I am not with Bodhiheart anymore." Bodhiheart was the foundation he cofounded with his sponsor-the woman in whose house he had lived until now. "Did you get in a fight?" "Uh, not really. Kind of. I myself am not a citizen, you know? So as my sponsor, I relied on her for legal things like this." "Like creating the foundation." "That is right. So I have my own foundation now." He let out a hearty laugh, his punch line coming a little quick before I could understand. "What happened between you?" "I felt she tried to keep people from me, control my schedule, these things, you know? Like she wanted to be the access to me. Like last time you were here? She was upset with that." "But you're my friend!" He sighed. "That is right. You understand." "You don't want anyone to control you." "That is right." "So have you ever lived alone before?" He'd spent most of his life in a monastery with four thousand monks. "No, never." "Can you cook?" "Simple things." "Going out for burritos a lot, I bet." "Yes, that's right." "How big is your apartment?" "Not too small." "You're not still scared of the dark, are you?" Rinpoche laughed. "I'm glad you're learning to look out for yourself," I said. "Yes. At this I am getting better." Once he'd said to me, "I wish I could be ordinary sometimes." He was getting his chance. At one of Rinpoche's "teachings" at a hospice, he described how fears hold us back from our own advancement. "Fear is like a wound within our emotions," he said. You heal a fear much like you heal a cut on your hand. If you ignore a cut on your hand, it will get infected. But it will heal itself if you pay attention to it and give it time. Same with a fear. First, recognize its existence-what kind of fear is it? Is it fear of poverty, of loneliness, of rejection? Then use common sense. Don't let the fear get infected. Often we burn 70 percent of our emotional energy on what we fear might happen (90 percent of which won't happen). By devoting our energy to our other emotions, we will heal naturally. This didn't sink in for me right away. In the moment, my mind tagged it as "deep," and filed it away to be revisited later. Which I did. When my way of organizing this book was finally coming into focus-as stories portraying people working through their fears and misconceptions-that method rang a bell. I dug up my notes on Rinpoche's teaching and found the similarity. I felt like I'd wasted time getting there the hard way. "Look, it took me nine months to figure this out by myself, when all along Rinpoche was trying to show me this is how to do it." But, then again, I felt like I understood it better because I'd done it the hard way. Which was how he'd lived, too. His purpose was given to him, but he'd had to go find it anyway. Excerpted from What Should I Do with My Life?: The True Story of People Who Answered the Ultimate Question by Po Bronson All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

Table of Contents

Introduction: Obvious Questions Don't Have Obvious Answers: From Your Fears Come Misconceptionsp. xiii
That Sense of "Rightness"
1 An Ordinary Guy: Even the Destined Strugglep. 3
2 Have You Looked Under the Bed?: Ignoring the Obviousp. 9
3 Hunted by Her Cause: Learning from Hard Timesp. 15
4 Synchronicity or Not: Is There Meaning in Coincidence?p. 20
5 The Dharma Adviser: Being vs. Doingp. 25
6 Isn't It Clear!? Waiting for Clarityp. 33
7 I Belong to You: Is It Self-Serving to do What You Enjoy?p. 39
8 The Brain Candy Generation: Stimulation/Intensity vs. Significance/Fulfillmentp. 46
9 Parasite Entrepreneurism: Finding Your Storyp. 51
10 Lacking an Off Switch: Always Knew Itp. 57
In Another Class
11 The Ungrateful Soldier: Torn Between Classesp. 65
12 The Umbrella of Freedom: Anyone Can Find This Importantp. 72
13 A College Man: From Working Class to Educated Classp. 79
14 The Diver Who Loved to Read: Neither Fight Nor Flightp. 84
15 Building a Cathedral: The Fear You Don't Belongp. 90
16 The Casino of the American Economy: It's Supposed to be Hardp. 97
17 Lady Reads the News: A Good Day Jobp. 102
18 Getting Oily, Then Even: Switch Sides After an Injusticep. 107
19 Learning Delta Pride: The Fear That Our Choices Are Irreversiblep. 114
Temptations vs. Aspirations
20 A Billion Is Chump Change: Is Turning Down the Money Stupid or Brave?p. 127
21 That Magical Thing: Overcoming the Stigma That This Isn't Importantp. 132
22 The Lockbox Fantasy: Getting Rich Changes Youp. 136
23 A Tour of the Country: This, Then Thatp. 139
24 After a Brief Period of Experimentation: Fear of Saying Nop. 145
25 There's More to Motherhood than Baking Cookies: Never Give Upp. 158
26 The Chemical Engineer Who Lacked a Chemical: What's Real?p. 166
Destination vs. Journey?
27 Guidance, Navigation, and Control: Three Lessons from One Who's Stayed Putp. 177
28 The Boom Wrangler Has Many Reasons to Live: Change, for Some, Keeps Them Alivep. 182
29 The Phi Beta Slacker Dances for Herself: Be Your Own Audiencep. 189
30 The Runway Gypsy: Back to Realityp. 196
Know Thyself
31 New Person, Same Job? A Different Kind of Hard Workp. 205
32 My New Start-Up: How the Past Colors Perceptionp. 211
33 Dropping the Watermelon: The Practical Way to Pursue the Impracticalp. 219
34 The Toner Queen Unmasks Herself: The Resume "Me" vs. the Work-in-Progress "Me"p. 224
35 The Once-Angry Minister: A New Kind of Success Storyp. 231
Changes of Scenery
36 Ambition in Neutral: Deemphasizing the Question in Order to Answer Itp. 243
37 Nobody Taught Me: The Benefit of Being Around Like-Minded Peoplep. 251
38 The Romantic Depressive: Enjoying Peoplep. 257
39 On Planet Hug: Finding Your Peoplep. 258
40 Uncomfortable Is Good: Rehearsing for Life's Improvisationp. 264
41 Success Formula: Giving Up That It's about Youp. 266
42 Trafficking in Extremes: The Adventure of Working Abroadp. 269
Relationships and Family
43 The Twin Who Wanted to Be Unique: Struggling to Satisfy Dual Careersp. 279
44 H = P [greater than sign] J: When Paths Begin to Partp. 291
45 Ski Bums: Working with Your Spousep. 297
46 Where Fears Hide: This is Your Own Responsibilityp. 303
47 The Lottery Winner: Resisting Parents' Pressurep. 307
48 The Monkey Law: Finding Inspiration in Our Ancestryp. 316
49 A Burial with Pinstripes: Fears are Inherited, Toop. 326
50 Accepting a Gift: Will I Have to Put My Aspirations Aside?p. 330
51 The Mechanic Gives 100 Percent: Children Help You Remember What's Importantp. 338
52 A Fragile Blow: The Hardest Things Are the Most Liberatingp. 346
The Appropriate Time Frame
53 Out of My Mind: When Is It Too Late to Start Over?p. 359
54 Contribution X: Keep in Mind Even What You Can't Definep. 366
55 Twenty Thousand Lives a Year: Business is a Tool to Support What You Believep. 371
56 Magic Powers: No Big Picture Is Too Bigp. 376
57 Closing Remarks: All Stories Are Uniquep. 385
Acknowledgmentsp. 393
A Reading Group Guidep. 395