My name is Marcel Richard and I’m here to guide you through your journey to making a living from what you are passionate about.
I know what it’s like to dread going to bed because you’re not sure you can mentally handle another boring day at the office; the almost physical pain of being in your cubicle staring at the glow of your computer screen.
I definitely know what it’s like to have chosen a career for all the wrong reasons; to have chosen a field for the income, status it brings, or just feeling that it’s what people expected of you. You make the safe career choice, but realise that it’s just not working out.I also know what it’s like to have a desire to make a living in the arts but feel that the odds of making it are slim to none.
I’m here because there are people making a living from their passion out there. It’s time to stop telling ourselves it’s improbable and start taking the steps required to make it happen.This blog will be an avenue to share my personal struggles and roadblocks as I embark into my journey of trying to make a living out of my passion for public speaking. I am hoping to be able to create a community of people who are also struggling to find their place in the working world, or just trying to discover their passion. I am hoping that together we can help each other attain our goals. I will be launching a podcast interviewing people currently living from their passion, to learn about their struggles and roadblocks as well as the strategies they used to find success.
I’ve had a lot of jobs. Growing up I wanted to be a doctor, probably partly because I spent what seemed like a lot of time in hospitals, but mostly because I knew they made a lot of money. I had everything I needed growing up, but maybe not everything I wanted. I thought that making a lot of money as an adult would get me those material things I desired and I would be happy. Along the road I realised how much I disliked school, and that being a doctor would involve much more schooling that I thought I could handle. After a 2 hour discussion with my guidance counsellor’s intern, talking about how my favourite class in school was Drama, and that I enjoyed playing music, she thought I should consider Engineering. It was a field where I could use my strength in math and sciences and also have some room for my creative/artistic side. I decided to enrol.
Once the initial glow of newfound liberty of university faded and the academic challenge of engineering kicked in, I started to realise that I might not have made the best choice. Year after year I told myself the next would be better and once I am done I would finally get a good job and live the good life.
After a year in my first real engineering job, I realised that working was very similar to how I felt in school; the only thing was that now I had to do this for 40 years before I could finally retire and start enjoying my life. After a year I decided to try another job, but it still didn’t feel right to me. I wondered whether this was what the “real world” was like; toil away your days and make the most of your evenings and weekends, until finally you’ve worked enough and are able to retire.
About half a year into my second “real world job” is when everything changed. I was at an after-work function when I get a call from my dad, who tells me that my uncle has passed away from cancer. Now, I wasn’t particularly close with my uncle but the news really hit me like a sack of bricks. It struck a chord with me, because my uncle was at that age where retirement is knocking — but the world had a different plan for him. It made me start to question my own life. I’m working away at something I don’t like in order to set myself up for retirement, and retirement might never come. I thought about my past: the last 25 years have seemed to be all about setting myself up for the future, do well in school to go to university, do well in university to get a good job, do a good job and finally enjoy a great retirement. I thought about how I would feel if that night was my last night, how I would feel about the life I’ve lived up to that point. I felt pissed off, lied to. Everyone told me that if I work hard now, tomorrow I’ll reap the rewards. It’s at that moment that I started to feel like tomorrow always seemed to be tomorrow, and that one day, tomorrow might not be there. Everything I’ve been working towards might not even happen. Something had to change.
The 8 years following this realisation have been a whirlwind of soul searching and being in and out of jobs. I also went back to school, but unfortunately it did not help me find my place in this working world. I did however discover I had above average skills when it comes to presentations and that I had a desire to be on stage. I started to do stand-up comedy as well as some radio show hosting and podcasting. All this seemed to finally be a step in the right direction, but I am still constantly hitting roadblocks in productivity when it comes to taking action toward making a living out of public speaking.
Do you feel like you need to do something different, do you wonder how to turn this passion of yours into a way to earn a living! Contact me, i’m here to help! 🙂