It’s crazy how it seems that every you seem to know less and less. Or maybe that’s just me… When I was a senior in highschool, I thought that I had the world pretty figured out. I had a plan. I had a vision. And I sure as hell had a lot of motivation to go along with it. I was going to go to school to become a teacher, teach for 4 years and then leave the school to create and run my own business. I dreamed of speaking all over the world because I believed that’s what I was created to do. And every single morning I woke up with no questions for this purpose. Every single day...
I think part of the reason so many of us are stressed out is because we think we always have to know exactly what we are doing. We get caught up in our plans and our processes and formulas, so consumed by making sure everything works the way we want it to and when we want it to. And yet, in my eyes, true freedom and true perspective comes from where we are satisfied and joyful even when we HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WE ARE DOING.
And before we know it, we start acting in ways that are unnatural in order to impress people. We start wearing clothes we hate to fit in. We start carrying ourselves in ways that are aimed at impressing others instead of loving others. We become a show, rather than a positive influence. And I can’t help but think that sometimes, like a lot of people out there, my life becomes a show. A constant race to have people care about me and I end up forgetting to actually care about people. So what do we do? How do we become happy with who we are even with no one watching?
This naturally forces us to buy into what is “good” and then create art and creative pieces that simply reflect what society thinks is “good.” Soon enough we find ourselves trapped in an echo chamber where art looks the same, music sounds the same and creativity is a principle, not an expression. So how do we fight against this? I think we need to find ways to FORCE OUR CREATIVE HAND.
And I began to flip my mindset from the need and desire to compete with them, and instead chose to try and learn from them. And only then did I start to learn. See I think once we can swallow a big fat pill of humility and focus on getting better, not getting mad, only then will we ever succeed.