If I could offer one piece of advice to my fellow writing cohorts (or anyone with a dream/aspiration), it would be: “Don’t ever let anyone tell you what you can or cannot do”. Continue reading “Go Big or Go Home”
How do you define yourself? Are certain adjectives coming to mind? Do you live your life around these perceptions? I did. Until recently, I believed I had a very rigid personality. In short I believed myself to be awkward, intelligent, predictable, and reliable to a fault. I thought that was what I was always going to be. One thing I’m learning during my “Bum Chronicles” is that almost everything in life is fluid, not obstinate.
I like/d stability, so much so that I never wanted anything to change, least of all me. There is much “comfort” in what you know. But what I’m coming to understand is growth is not only wonderful but it is vital. Without change, I could potentially be limiting myself to the 4 above mentioned dimensions of my character. I am those things, but I am not always those things. My defining characteristics are not stagnant, they are ever-changing. Realizing that I don’t have to “color in the lines” anymore, a ton of possibilities popped into my mind.
Once I got out of the Matrix (see what I did there 😉 ) I became aware of a whole world uncharted waiting for me to dive in and leave my mark. I’ve said it many many times, I believed that life was supposed to have a blueprint and you did ABC and XYZ on said blueprint and bam, that’s life. What a limited view of my world! Now, I’m challenging my status-quo and shaking things up a bit. I’m living in the land of uncomfortable and I haven’t had the slightest regret. If I sound like an existential hippie, so be it. I also have a funny story about my newfound gusto that I will share with you tomorrow, so stay tuned! 🙂
“I want to grow. I want to be better. You Grow. We all grow. We’re made to grow.You either evolve or you disappear.” ― Tupac Shakur (Yes, I quoted Tupac)
That was something my mother told me when explained to my parents that I wanted to leave my “cushy corporate life” for the unknown island of bummage. A decision I have not regretted in the slightest. As I’ve said before I have the “gift” of doing things “half assed” and still come out smelling like a rose, well for the most part. The one thing that I love and respect about my parents is that they never tell me what I want to hear. They tell me the truth whether I like it or not, and for some reason I’m able to swallow my pride and run with it.
I am (or was?) predictable to a T. Anyone who knows me can tell you what I’m doing, where I’m doing, and who I’m doing it with (no pun intended 😉 ). Seriously, calling me a creature of habit barely begins to scratch the surface of it. Why? Honestly, I think it’s because there is comfort in the predictable. When you know the outcome, you can never be hurt, disappointed, or fail ultimately. I think that’s the reason why I’ve always been a “successful” slacker. If I succeeded, great! If I didn’t, I could always blame it on my lack of trying. Bottom line, I don’t always want to be a person with “potential”. I want to use that potential and be great.
“The greatest waste in the world is the difference between what we are and what we could become.” -Ben Herbster