A few weeks ago, I met a South African musician at a friend of friend’s house. Going to that house was never in my plan for that day anyway therefore I believe that I was led there for a very specific purpose. There were a few other people there and were seated around a small dining table, having breakfast and casual conversation. Turns out they were all creatives of some kind, mostly musicians.
Then he turns to me and asks,
“So are you a creative too?”
With a sausage in hand, mid way to my mouth my hand paused and I blurted out,
“Oh gosh no.”
“Oh really?” with a questioning look.
At this point I remember that I do write, well more accurately, I used to write.
“Well actually, I write.” I hesitate. “I’m a writer. I used to write but I don’t do it as much.”
“You sound like you feel guilty about it.”
“Well yeah I kind of do, but I just don’t have the time.”
“I don’t know that well so I’m probably misplaced in telling you this. But that guilt. That guilt you feel from neglecting your art, it’s gonna eat away at you for the rest of your life.”
I don’t recall much of what he said thereafter. His words were like a slap to my face. I’d shelved this art that once fueled me and frankly I believe is the key to my purpose and expected that there would be no consequences.
Lately, I’ve been looking around and the people who seem the happiest are doing what they love and living off of it. And I’ve been absentmindedly been saying I wish that was me. But, I’ve been moving further and further away from my craft.
It takes 10,000 hours to perfect a skill. Sufficit to say, I’ve put in nowhere near to that amount. However, in the spirit of my year of yes I’m pursuing what feeds my soul once again. I’ve revived the blog and will work to making my writing better.
Get ready for lots of posts and do give me feedback, I really appreciate it. I encourage you to run after what feeds your soul. It may not pay the bills now but how can it ever work up to that if you never give it the chance?
Part of my campaign to live a better life is doing more of what feeds my soul.