I have been pondering a certain, common thought that many people seem to be expressing, lately. Not sure why, but I have heard it said that: people who pursue their passion, and get lucky; perhaps even famous doing what they love, have it really easy. Well? I am here to tell you... that's pretty mythical. Belief in oneself must come from somewhere. Maybe it is easier for those who had formative encouragement, and support. Hard to say. I am unfamiliar.
I had a brief encounter with this particular belief in oneself phenomenon, once upon a time. It made me want to see more of it.
But you know? Believing in yourself? It's really hard. Especially when you are the one who must keep it up. You can't really expect everyone to be there for you one hundred, or even twenty percent of the time. The mind can be very powerful, for sure. It really can make, or break you, and your attitude really does make all the difference. And you know? This applies to everyone, except the very lucky few who don't have to think about what it is to make a life for themselves. Although, I have to wonder if they actually are lucky. That seems terribly boring to me.
At any rate, life isn't fair. It never has been, never will be.
It is. That is all.
So, you see someone dancing, singing, acting, writing, or selling their art successfully? Believe me. Whatever led to where they are now, was not an easy road. They probably sunk their entire spirit into what they are now doing, and it came at great cost. They may have had to give up toxic family members, or friends who did not support them, and made them doubt themselves. But! They did not give up on their dream, even when people told them it wouldn't work. They didn't confine themselves to a cubicle after resigning themselves to the fact that... for them, desk work was the only way to make a living.
Not that there's anything wrong with that. Unless, there is.
That said, successful artists may have taken really shitty jobs to make ends meet, while pursuing what it was that they were passionate about, and they either hated it, or later, realized that this was not just putting food on their table, but part of the work they would need to do, to appreciate the rest of it, and support their higher goals.
Often, when I think of what I am trying to do in my own life, that line from "Climb Every Mountain", comes to mind: "A dream that will need all the love you can give; every day of your life, for as long as you live!"
Yeah, try some of that. It's not easy. It isn't.
Sometimes, we need to take breaks, especially when we are faced with challenges that require our attention, and won't let us move forward, until we do. When that happens, it is important to recognize the necessary detours, act accordingly, and learn from them. Eventually, those little lessons may very well enrich our experience when we go back to what we are passionate about; that much more!
Conversely, sometimes we get nice little boosts, or coincidental things that just happen to be in the right place at the right time, and we use them, because we recognize that they are opportunities, and not something to waste. Life will help out once in a while. Just start noticing when it does, because there really are times when it does.
I am currently implementing a detour in my own life to deal with some important life transitions. It may be difficult to focus on my original dream, yes, but for now, it is a necessary step for me, and I am learning that this is OK.
Success is never a straight line, people. It just isn't. I may be working in a position that I consider to not really be that stimulating, but guess what? It's not a forever thing, and I know this. I have not resigned myself to thinking that I have no other skills. I recognize that while perhaps they are not easily accessed presently because of this other work I need to do in my life, surrounding these transitions; I have plenty of skills, and they are fucking glorious, and awesome. I may not always be able to generate income using those particular skills. I may need to fall back on something else from time to time, but I still believe that some day, I'll arrive, and when I do? It will be worth everything else I have had to work hard at, along the way.
But believing this 100% of the time? It may be the hardest work, of all.