Does Your Job Feed Your Soul

1

On my way to work, I:

Walk with a spring in my step. I look forward to it.

Stroll. I like work but I'm in no hurry to get there.

Practically sleepwalk. Another day, another dollar.

Trudge. Agony awaits.

2

I work late hours:

Too often. Help!

When necessary. Ugh.

All the time. I can't get enough.

Rarely. Life's too short.

3

My job generally:

Gives me the opportunity to use my whole self -- mind, spirit, and imagination.

Challenges me but leaves little room for creativity.

Wears me out.

Makes me wonder why I was born.

4

At dinner with friends, I:

Talk about work with pride and enthusiasm.

Share the ups and downs of my workday.

Mostly vent about work.

Who wants to talk about work after hours?

5

The song title that comes closest to representing my relationship to my coworkers is:

Welcome to the Jungle (Guns N' Roses)

You Can't Always Get What You Want (Rolling Stones)

With a Little Help From My Friends (Beatles)

Good Vibrations (Beach Boys)

6

My spiritual practice or faith:

Is an uplifting part of my workday routine.

Can be a lifesaver in difficult moments at work, but doesn't help me with the daily grind.

Supports me in my personal life; work is another story.

I never pray, meditate, or even just take a deep breath at work.

7

In long meetings, I fantasize about:

Taping "kick me" signs on my boss.

Anything but work.

That cool project I want to do.

Actually, I enjoy engaging in meetings.

8

My job:

Is a perfect match for my soul's desires.

Isn't perfect but gives me room to express myself and grow.

Is nothing special but enables me to do the stuff I really care about.

Is a way to pay the bills.