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Gap-Year Scenarios for Mid and Post Career Adults
The tabs below display past alumni experiences. There are, of course, many more combinations of programs that you can weave together; just look at the sample programs we list in the Sample Programs section. During our free interview with you, we will be outlining options like these and tailoring them to your personal needs and interests.
"Lee" - Non-Profit Volunteering and Work with AnimalsIn 1995, I found myself engrossed in a very successful sales and marketing career. I was 18 years in, and happily employed, but something was gnawing at me. Buried beneath all the complicated layers of a family upbringing that trained me to "climb the corporate ladder," was a deep yearning for fulfillment unfamiliar, but dreamt of, imagined, yet wholly unrealized. I was 5 months shy of my 40th birthday and I abruptly resigned from a good paying job and the security it provided. All my friends and family thought I was having an early mid-life crisis. All asked, "What are you going to do?" My reply was simply "I'm going to go home and sit." "Are you nuts?" they all asked. "No," I replied, "I'm going to go home and sit and be quiet, and see what comes." To fully understand, I need to explain that my career to date involved five different employers. I always had my next job lined up before I left the current one. I was on a very defined, narrow path, but was it mine? I never gave myself "permission" to be open to a larger world. My last day of work was a cold, dreary Friday in December and my co-workers sent me off with an after-work gathering at a local watering hole. I cried that night, in front of the whole room. In some ways I knew why, and in many I didn't know at all, but it was clear that this was "my path". I was strangely calm that following weekend. Nothing really eventful happened until I sat down with a cup of coffee and the local newspaper on Sunday morning. My decision to "go home and sit and be quiet" was about to pay off. The cover article in one of the sections was entitled "Spreading Your Wings" and it described organizations that helped people explore the world by volunteering for diverse organizations scattered across the globe. I cried again. I had an answer in 36 hours, and my path was now illuminated before me. One of the organizations referenced in the article was The Center For Interim Programs. They were based in Cambridge, Massachusetts at the time and headed up by Cornelius (Neil) Bull. I was on the phone to Neil the next day, and he assured me that although they mostly worked with students looking for a break from the education treadmill, Interim also worked with adults like me who wanted a break or a change of direction. In our initial meeting, Neil and I hit it off quite well. I told him I wanted to spend the next year of my life in the outdoors with animals. He opened my mind to a world of opportunity that was unimaginable. My path got clearer still. Our initial interview lasted several hours and, armed with a database at his fingertips, Neil sent me off with a few dozen volunteer opportunities to peruse. Within 3 months I had rented my house and was driving cross-country on my first adventure.
Neil and I had planned out the next year of my life, and the first chapter was volunteering for a bird-of-prey conservation program based in Utah. Without any wildlife or bird experience, they gave me the opportunity to study endangered hawks. I described the experience to family and friends as "living a National Geographic special". I could touch, see, breath my dreams. I was there 3 months, and they wanted me to stay, but my path still beckoned. Following Utah, a non-Interim program took me to the Himalayan Mountains of India, in the Ladakh region. I volunteered there for a fledgling school called The Siddhartha School Project. My tasks included everything from helping with student health exams, to helping plan and manage the construction of their first school building. In my free time, I traveled to remote villages with a Tibetan monk, where host monks rolled out the red carpet and allowed us into ancient monasteries, long closed to the public. Some of these were more than 1500 years old. When I returned from India, I volunteered for three weeks for an organization in Vermont. We improved sections of trail in need of maintenance, and actually re-located a short section of the Appalachian Trail. I gained a full appreciation for the effort involved in building and maintaining hiking trails. That was hard work! A key development during my time building trails in the New England forest, was meeting a woman who was working for the Loon Preservation Committee (LPC) in NH. She marveled at my Interim experience and then went on to say that someone with my recent bird experience would stand an excellent chance of being hired by LPC to do summer research on common loons in New Hampshire. My ears were wide open. It was now late fall in Maine and I departed for my next to last Interim assignment, in Arkansas. I had a volunteer gig lined up with a world food hunger organization that has a teaching farm in rural Arkansas. During my three-month stint there, I took on many duties. I drove a tractor that towed guests around the farm, I helped with administrative tasks, and (stop reading if you're squeamish) I took part in true livestock chores such as castrating calves and slaughtering chickens. Now those are two chores that any good carnivore like me should experience. No meal of chicken or beef has ever been looked at the same. Before departing for Belize and a position with an ecotourism outfit in Belmopan, I contacted the senior biologist at LPC, and set up an interview. I was offered a seasonal research position, monitoring loons in remote lakes and ponds in northern New Hampshire. The timing was perfect. The job started quite soon after I returned from Belize. My Belize experience involved many tasks related to hospitality and staff family support, such as shuttling the employees children to/from school. The highlight was accompanying guests on outings with wild adventures like caving and wildlife expeditions in the jungle. I had a smooth transition from my time in the jungle of Belize to studying loons in New Hampshire. During that summer, I met the Executive Director of BioDiversity Research Institute (BRI) and began laying the foundation for a true career shift that was unimaginable just 18 months earlier. Today, I play a key role in the management and growth of BRI. I don't get to play in the outdoors as much as I might like, but there are many rewards both deep and meaningful. Along the way, I was told more than once that if you are on "your path" doors will open in magical ways. My story is living proof. During my alternative year through Interim I: "Karin" - A Passion for Art and a Yen to Travel
During the initial meeting, she expressed how much she had enjoyed visiting a town in Mexico years ago. We discussed language programs there, and told her about an artist in another town who took apprentices to work on murals. We also mentioned art courses in Italy, New Zealand, Greece and Ireland. Karin signed on with Interim and began looking through specific program information and talking with Interim alumnae who had attended the various programs she was considering. She decided on the following tentative schedule for her year:
After applying and getting into all three programs, she embarked on her year. When she returned to the US, she was close to fluent in Spanish and had a beautiful portfolio of jewelry of her own design. She went back to work with renewed enthusiasm and a different approach to her artwork, inspired by her time in Mexico and New Zealand. "Tari" - Travel and a New Career
In the spring of 2008, I enrolled in a tour director training program in San Francisco and was almost immediately hired by a company specializing in student travel. I am loving my work and very grateful that I took the leap of faith that this opportunity required. "Dennis" - New Skills and A Break from the Medical Grind
I was giving a lecture at a conference in a distant city when fate intervened. The morning paper featured an article on a gap-year option for students. In my generation, a gap year occurred less often as we steadily plowed forward from one institution to another - high school, college, professional school, marriage, family, and now retirement - all very programmed, secure, and predictable. The gap-year concept sounded pretty good as a time to explore and experience new adventures. I called the lead organization featured in the article, The Center for Interim Programs. I represent a different demographic than their typical client. Kate Warren of Interim described it as "more mature" euphemistically referring to my fifty-five+ status and AARP membership. Holly Bull, president, arranged a detailed phone interview to better define my interests. My goal was to participate in three different experiences spread out over the year; each of sufficient time to allow an in-depth exposure, each relatively low cost, each in geographic locations I would not normally go, and each in areas of skill building that I could use in my hobby of house renovation. Interim tapped its database of over five thousand programs and made suggestions.
I have been considering remodeling a cabin in the NC mountains. I had been thinking about incorporating stonework in the cabin renovation, and so my first choice was to find an in-depth experience in the technical and artistic aspects of stone masonry. Kate and Holly suggested traveling to Alaska to work alongside Brian laying stone and building residential stone fireplaces. Wow - Alaska! Alaska was more fun than I could have imagined with super views of Denali, great summer weather and an unusual summer with only a few legendary Alaskan mosquitoes. Two months of hard manual labor in exchange for room and board had the added benefits of meeting some interesting characters and enjoying clean outdoor living. To keep family and friends up to date on my activities, I created a blog as a focus point to chronicle my "year of adventure," sharing photos and musings on a nearly daily basis. The blog was another skill-building aspect of my "gap year".
Tibetan medicine uses a different body of knowledge than western medicine with almost none of the examination or diagnostic techniques I've used in my twenty plus years of medical practice. Nonetheless, the patients are open, appreciative, and come to the physician with many of the same complaints as western patients. My Tibetan homestay and local language/culture lessons helped fill out my immersion with the local environment, diet, cultural and religious holidays. I gained a new perspective on Tibetan political issues by daily interaction with the Tibetan people who love their country and miss their independence. There is a striking practical and philosophical difference between western medicine and Ayurvedic Medicine with strong links between mental health and disease; bringing the diseased body back into balance through a combination of diet, mental training, and behavior and lifestyle changes. The providers are much more holistic than the mechanistic-based western medicine providers. During my month of study, I had on average 4-5 hours of didactic instruction in various phases of Ayurvedic Medicine including diet, spices, food preparation, herbal plant qualities and medication formulations and uses. Each of the four instructors focused on differences between Ayurvedic and Western medicine, and learned from my western experience. This daily dialogue made the experience practical and interactive. For the month of immersion in Ayurvedic medicine, I stayed at the only Ayurvedic Health home in Nepal and sampled the massages, diets, and mental training and meditation. The health home is strictly vegetarian and the meals are substantial, healthy and varied. Food is prepared with only the freshest ingredients in combinations tailored to the individual patient. I ate with the patients staying in the health home and had good conversations with a predominantly German patient population there for a variety of illnesses. Kathmandu is rich in the history of traders and ancient caravans. To round out the cultural immersion aspect of my adventure, the in-country coordinators booked weekly cultural excursions to local sites of historical or cultural interest led by a superb local guide; the type of excursion that transcends tour books. After an excursion, I was even more excited about updating my family and friends back home with blog entries and photos. Internet access was easily available at a local internet cafe (on average, 50 cents/hour for broad-band speed) with uninterrupted power supplies to deal with the periodic power outages in Kathmandu.
My final adventure of several months started out in discussions with Holly as archaeology in Romania. I chose that because of an interest in archaeology, but wanted to live with people who had experienced a communist regime. Romania is a fantastic country with Dracula-lore for tourists and scenic beauty and warm, friendly people. It is about five years behind in the US tourist trade, so I felt relatively alone touring the sites of Transylvania and Timisoara. Romania gave me a special connection to average people. Diggers at the site invited me for beer, my home stay family and project leaders went out of their way to help me see the spirit of the country.
What did I accomplish in this year of adventure? At the start, I needed to break out of a routine. In Alaska and Nepal I learned artistry from a stone mason, compassion and a commitment to patient care from eastern medical physicians, and countless lessons from the people of Alaska and Nepal. In New Jersey I learned artistry. In Romania, I felt curiosity about life in the USA from a people who produced Vlad Dracula. I felt their spirit in the rugged and beautiful hills of Transylvania. Any of these lessons required some work on my part to take the first step, but the reward was well worth it. Tips for others considering a time of adventure: |
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