To work with love

Khalil Gibran says:

'Work is love made visible.

And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.

For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man's hunger.

And if you grudge the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distills a poison in the wine.

And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.'


It's not easy. When you leave early, come back late and all you have in between is a few hours of sleep where you can't escape swimming numbers and looming deadlines in your dreams. When all that seems to matter is quantity and not quality. When hard work without hustle and bustle remains unnoticed. When hours, days, months go by behind a screen slowly dehumanizing you. When the deepest conversations heard are about which cars are driven by whom, and where the best (and most expensive) places to dine can be found. When there is no trace of appreciation for the beauty of words, thought, and all the million other components that make up each unique personality that exists on this earth besides how much work can be squeezed out of them.