"This is your LIFE." The Holstee Manifesto starts
off with these profound words. This powerful introduction is then
followed with, "Do what you love, and do it often." Before I know it,
I am having an uncontrollable ugly cry and saying, "Yes. Yes. Yes.,"
in my heartfelt efforts to agree. At that instant, it is the only thing
that makes the most sense in my heart that can fix my suffering. This
heartache that I call suffering of course is humbly revealed in the next two
lines that say, "If you don't like something, change it. If you
don't like your job, QUIT." More tears. I look up to God and pray.
My tearful eyes also glance at the images of photographs that I recently
took that I have framed but are now collecting dust in front of the fireplace. They
are one of my fabulous business projects that I am trying to launch but have
lost some momentum with. Meanwhile, the landscape of my troubled mind
flashes back into my childhood tapping into a time when I felt freest and
happiest while growing up on a tropical island, loving every moment of my daily
swim and frolic at the beach, climbing fruit trees, creating stuff--drawing,
making necklaces from special seeds and beads, collecting shells, making
handbags, observing and helping my grandmother decorate her home,
learning how to keep the orchids and roses blooming and well watered,
sewing my first handkerchief around age six, etcetera. In warp speed,
everything that I loved and still love came flooding back into my
consciousness. I continue to stare at the Manifesto which loudly shouts a
concluded message that, "LIFE IS SHORT. Live your dream and share
your passion."
Sometime between childhood and now, we had
to grow up and become responsible adults. This responsibility for some of
us didn't necessarily include doing what we loved but doing what someone else wanted us to
do. If this resonates with you, then you're not alone! Likewise, I'm not alone! In my household, that idea was defined as doing something considered
a respectable profession which provided prestige and financial security.
The life goal had to be practical, whatever practical meant. For
me, it was my family's dream that I became a medical doctor. But, my
dream was to be an artist, an editor, an interior or fashion designer...even a
singer because I wanted to be Marie Osmond back in the day. Instead, I
heard, "Well, you can't make money being an artist." The knife
pierced through my heart and the light in me dimmed quickly. There's nothing
like killing one's passion and dream with words that can suddenly make you feel
so cut off from your true essence and uncertain of your true existence. When
you believe it enough, you abandon the dream and reluctantly but obediently
choose a different path. You grow over time in doubt and fear about
certain fundamental life decisions, questioning if they will be good enough for
everyone else. However, in the core of your being, you have a burning secret, a
burning desire that has been buried alive. Over your lifetime, its heartbeat
gains more pulse, calling out for freedom and abundantly pouring out its love.
You recognize it right away and it cannot be contained. It chases after you
because it is your divine destiny to be "IT."
What is the "it" for you?
What burning desire calls to you? What did you stumble into between
childhood and now that brought life into your imagination and passion into your
dreams? What have you discovered and enjoyed that has been effortless,
soul-rejuvenating and made you lose track of time?
As the saying goes, this life is no
dress rehearsal. We have one shot. This is your life. What do
you love to do?
WORDS OF THE WISE:
"You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. Don't make money your goal. Instead, pursue the things that you love doing, and then do them so well that people can't take their eyes off you." --Maya Angelou, poet, writer, speaker
IN A MINUTE, You Could.....
Be Grateful. Write a thank you card.
Relax. Close your eyes, breathe deeply and slowly three times.
Connect. Pick up the phone to call someone you haven't seen in a while.
Gain Perspective. Look out the window toward the horizon.
Think about YOU. List three things you love.
Well expressed. Love the blog. :-) -BJE
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