I know, I know, I keep talking about how amazing people are, about all the amazing things you can do. You want to ask how’s this possible? Or, tell me to get real, to live in the real world. Life is busy, there are things to do, bills to be paid.
I guess I’m trying to offer a bigger picture for where you are, right now. How everyday you have the opportunity to get up and live an adventure. After all, we get one life with which to do this, and then it’s gone.
Think back to when you were young. What did you want to be? A footballer? A singer? A chef? An astronaut? A writer? An artist? (A train driver?)
You used to have dreams which were big and bright and shiny. How come? Who told you that you had to do this? You imagined something and then you played at it?
What happened as you got older? Did the the hopes change? Now you want to become a hairdresser – I really did (and got an apprenticeship that lasted for three months – I was rubbish). Or maybe a bank clerk or a shop assistant or lawyer (or train driver). There’s nothing wrong with any of these jobs, unless the lawyer wants to be a bus driver, and hairdresser wants to be a life-coach, and the excitement of getting a new job and securing income wears off into a routine that robs you of your dreams and hopes.
Humans want things. From an early age they dream about becoming* someone, doing something. We push ourselves, stretch, practice, learn, skill-up, try and try again, fail, innovate.
It’s still there, isn’t it. Maybe deeper, covered by a load of good, bad, and indifferent stuff? It can be uncovered, this dream of yours. It may transform your job, or it may be something the income from your job finances. There may or may not be an external reward. The internal reward, the one which comes to you every day you get out of bed, is the satisfaction of of living your adventure.
* Sadly, for too many children in our world, dreaming and imagination is stolen at a very early age. In his book Too Small To Ignore, Compassion‘s director Wess Stafford tells of his encounters with children in Haiti:
If you asked them to do the simplest thing, they would
respond, “M’pa kapab” (“I can’t” or “I’m not capable”).
… Another common phrase was “M’pa gagne” (“I don’t
have,” meaning “I don’t have anything you need or
(Cartoon inspired by Hugh MacLeod)