Inspiration comes in many forms
The boi and I saw Julie & Julia tonight, and I have to say I'm inspired. I've never much cared for Julia Child's style, at least what I'd seen of it thus far. I can't say that I'm in any hurry to watch all the TV material and make every one of her recipes either. The movie wasn't about Julia Child's style though. It was about love, particularly the love of food and a life's passion.
I've been feeling rather lost since... oh forever. Mainly since I graduated, I'd guess. There's a long list of things I like doing, and things I should do; however, few, if not none, are very fulfilling or profitable. In my narrow-minded opinion anyway. I guess with a world full of so many great, successful, people doing so many great, valuable things, I feel teeny. I'm not sure how I can make an impact. I have a sense of my purpose, or passion, in life. As in, eventually. But I don't know how to get there. I don't know what route I should take. I don't know WHAT I want to be when I grow up. I just know who I want to be. I know I want to be some influence in changing society's approach to love, sex, and all things relational.
Perhaps I'm approaching this the wrong way. In fact, I know I am. I should just do whatever makes me happy. I should do what makes me feel GOOD about myself. How am I to know how big or small of impact I will have on anyone? With time, wisdom, experience, the right path will reveal itself. I just need to get *out* and quit worrying so much. Julia Child found her calling in her 40's (so said the movie, I haven't checked the facts, it's true) and so did Sue Johanson (my idol!). I'm still relatively young.
My mom had huge aspirations in her 20's to be an architect. Pretty big deal for a woman to be a draftsman and then an architect in the 1970's. Her life, the world, led her in a different direction. And she's fine with that. She's happy with her life. How many people can say that? There's a developmental stage in the psych textbooks that is focused on the tendency to review one's life thus far and wonder, "have I done anything valuable with my life?" Usually falls around the 40's-60's, if I remember correctly. I realize now that I've lived in fear of that stage, because I'm fairly certain I'll get there and say "No." Self-fulflilling prophecy. If I live frozen in fear, how am I ever supposed to DO anything?
I have a list going of my ideas, for business and for pleasure, possible business. Things that I would LOVE to be able to do, but just have no concept of how easy (or hard) they would be to do. Day in and day out I've sat here searching clerk jobs that pay half as much as I need thinking "there's so much competition, how do I ever expect to find a good job. And even then I won't be happy!" Then I think about the list of things I'd LOVE to do, but I'm not sure HOW to do them. So I don't. Because somehow the oppressive unemployment environment will be easier to traverse.
This is the end of that sort of thinking. adric has encouraged me to research these ideas. I could even do all of them all at once! And so I will.
I've been feeling rather lost since... oh forever. Mainly since I graduated, I'd guess. There's a long list of things I like doing, and things I should do; however, few, if not none, are very fulfilling or profitable. In my narrow-minded opinion anyway. I guess with a world full of so many great, successful, people doing so many great, valuable things, I feel teeny. I'm not sure how I can make an impact. I have a sense of my purpose, or passion, in life. As in, eventually. But I don't know how to get there. I don't know what route I should take. I don't know WHAT I want to be when I grow up. I just know who I want to be. I know I want to be some influence in changing society's approach to love, sex, and all things relational.
Perhaps I'm approaching this the wrong way. In fact, I know I am. I should just do whatever makes me happy. I should do what makes me feel GOOD about myself. How am I to know how big or small of impact I will have on anyone? With time, wisdom, experience, the right path will reveal itself. I just need to get *out* and quit worrying so much. Julia Child found her calling in her 40's (so said the movie, I haven't checked the facts, it's true) and so did Sue Johanson (my idol!). I'm still relatively young.
My mom had huge aspirations in her 20's to be an architect. Pretty big deal for a woman to be a draftsman and then an architect in the 1970's. Her life, the world, led her in a different direction. And she's fine with that. She's happy with her life. How many people can say that? There's a developmental stage in the psych textbooks that is focused on the tendency to review one's life thus far and wonder, "have I done anything valuable with my life?" Usually falls around the 40's-60's, if I remember correctly. I realize now that I've lived in fear of that stage, because I'm fairly certain I'll get there and say "No." Self-fulflilling prophecy. If I live frozen in fear, how am I ever supposed to DO anything?
I have a list going of my ideas, for business and for pleasure, possible business. Things that I would LOVE to be able to do, but just have no concept of how easy (or hard) they would be to do. Day in and day out I've sat here searching clerk jobs that pay half as much as I need thinking "there's so much competition, how do I ever expect to find a good job. And even then I won't be happy!" Then I think about the list of things I'd LOVE to do, but I'm not sure HOW to do them. So I don't. Because somehow the oppressive unemployment environment will be easier to traverse.
This is the end of that sort of thinking. adric has encouraged me to research these ideas. I could even do all of them all at once! And so I will.