Po Bronson wrote this book back in 2003. It was the year I left Nortel and was trying to figure out what I wanted to do next. The teasers on the flaps said this book would help, so I rushed out and bought it. The writing was good, and when the writing is good and the subject is of interest, I can devour a book. Devour, I did. But I got to the end, and I was left with a feeling that it hadn’t provided the insight I was looking for. Sure there were great insights, successes and failures. But there wasn’t the direction I was looking for.

Because there is no map.


There Really is No Map

In January, I attended the launch of Seth Godin’s Linchpin in NYC. It was a pivotal event for me as I came back determined that I would start blogging and that 2010 would be a year of change for me.

One of the memorable moments for me is the line “There is no map”. We’re all searching for direction, but no one is going to paint a map for you. You have to find it yourself. This blog is my journal of finding “it” myself.

Because there is no map.