I’ve thought a lot recently about what I want to do with my life.
There are series after series of infinite possibilities. Some I will take, others I will glance over, and after mulling it over for a while… finally dismiss, some I will scramble to exploit and still others will be there glaring me straight in the face daunting me to leap, to risk the failure, to risk optimum success.
Why is it then that when the bigger opportunities arise it often coincides with how quickly I shoot them down? Is it the fear of failure or is it more aptly related to the Marianne Williamson quote of fearing not failure but rather my own potential success? I can easily relate this to failed attempts at love, a career, even my day to day decisions.
A lot of times it is easy to casually accept an opportunity, follow through until it has been satisfactorily completed and move on with one’s life. No extra spontaneity need be added, no additional effort need be made to close the door on that chapter in one’s story. We blame it on the fact that we haven’t found what we love yet, what we are passionate about, because it would surely be impossible to love everything we attempt to do…
So what exactly is the recipe for a beyond brilliant life? Where does the spark come from and how do people become inspired to find it? It is so easy in life to lose hope on a day to day basis and to blame bad luck, timing, the Uni-verse, others, for what big and little misfortunes fall upon us. It is so easy to shield ourselves from the world, from each other, with phones and computers and movies and books and music constantly occupying our thoughts and saying them for us.
I don’t want to hide anymore. I want to become that person who is constantly full of life, the kind that is inexhaustibly enthusiastic about everything, the kind that remembers to always be a decent human, the kind of person who actually lives and inspires others to do the same. I’ve heard that one’s ability to succeed is always proportional to one’s willingness to fail. So I hope to fail with grace, to lose with love, to fall with passion and all the while keep getting up knowing that when all is lost, all is left to gain.
I think that may be the spark. The getting back up part. It is easy to spiral downward when life hits you left and right, when nothing seems to be going your way and you forget to be thankful for all the things that are going in your favor. It isn’t about just getting up and sitting around though. I want to say yes to everything unknown, I want to look the future in the eye, give it a glare and a solemn nod that says, “I’m coming for you.”
If I never try then I’ll never know just what I’m worth. So here is to trying new things, to perfecting what we are already good at and to relentlessly (trying to) become top-notch at everything we are not. Here is to taking each day by the hand and never letting go until the city is red, smiling all the way until the sun sets, and greeting it with a high five when it rises.
Here is to living with that gorgeous ‘I love my life’ kind of swagger.
Cut free, be you, do good. Everything else will come as it should.
A TDL Reader