I think we all have a creative side to some degree. However we don’t always put thoughts into action. We can all choose to contribute if we want and after walking past a piece of street art being created it got me thinking about how we choose to live life.
We are all creating art, every single day. The problem is the majority of us contribute to someone else’s artwork most of the time, and this might be our only creative output. Most of us are working for someone. The lucky few will be moderately happy in their daily roles, or simply content. However if I asked everyone I met walking down the busy streets of the CBD if their dream job was different to what they are currently doing, I would guess most would say yes. But a dream job is incredibly difficult to achieve. But it isn’t about getting there. It is about getting as close to it as possible.
Our minds are like a sports car we constantly leave in the garage. It’s capabilities are amazing but rarely does that capability see daylight. And our daily lives are like the speed limits, forcing us to withhold that opportunity and capability and more often than not, never actually realise it.
Every now and then I will hear a story of a person that has won the lottery and decided to stay in the job they’ve always had. That scares the hell out of me. I mean if someone wants to do that then fair enough, as long as it is a personal choice. But what scares me is that some people might not realise the endless potential being financially free from working for someone else. The freedom to be an individual and contribute with the uniqueness that we all have, all too often shackled and blended with the rest of society. I cannot help but to hear that life clock ticking and our time on earth slowly fading away with each passing day like the grains in a sand timer. And with this knowledge I try to look at my life and see what I can change to make it my life.
Travel is the most obvious one. I quit my job in 2017 as many of you know to travel to the other side of the world. A world away from the cold, rainy streets of the UK to the golden beaches of Australia. I love my country though, I just needed a break from the norm. I left my role as an assistant reception manager, a role I was promoted to after four years with the company. But I did enjoy working there and have enjoyed every job I have had. I have always worked in hotels and I have gained great experiences and opportunities along the way.
Early into the role, my father died. He was in fact in hospital as I was leaving one job for the one mentioned above. It took just three months for my dad to go from perfectly healthy to us planning the funeral. It took us completely off guard and left me numb for the next few years. I believe this is one reason I stayed within my role for so long, but despite the lack of motivation to move on I was becoming increasingly more aware of how fragile and limited life can be.
Life started feeling like one of those video games where the floor is falling all around you. With everyone I have lost growing up, which is quite a few people both young and old, I started to develop anxiety and mild depression which I attended therapy for. The butterflies you get when the roller coaster stops at the peak, waiting to plummet at any moment, I was getting that daily. I felt totally out of control of my life and I had less and less of a grip on the reigns. In fact, there were no reigns.
So I needed a distraction from life. My blog has been great therapy for me as it keeps me active, keeps me distracted from negative thoughts and I write about what I want, when I want. This is a part of my life that I control, and helps me to take back the reigns. I don’t feel like I am floating with no control of where I am, instead I feel now that my feet are firmly on the ground.
Travel has helped me with this too. I did come here by myself and wondered if that would impact my mental health, but because I am constantly meeting great people along the way it has not been an issue. The travel aspect again is me choosing where to go, when. It is another reminder that I can have some control over my life whilst ensuring I am gaining as many experiences as I can along the way. There have been so many benefits to this decision.
But of course travel isn’t always easy. I still have to work to live. Again, I really enjoy my job and go in everyday with a smile on my face. But ultimately my goal is to keep creative outside of work and follow my passions with an aim of being able to live off those passions instead. Even if this is a very slow process, it is the realisation that today we are closer to it than we were yesterday. And tomorrow that distance will be even shorter.
I have started to notice the little pockets of time that I have wasted so much in my life. The commute to work and back. That is one hour of the day. The queues we wait in for food, or the restrooms at a concert, the elevator, the airport terminal, the hotel check in, the kettle boiling. These one or two minute waits contribute to a hell of a lot of time daily and throughout life. I now spend these waits writing down blog ideas and posts, uploading photos to my posts if I won’t have time for the rest of the day. Thinking of what I can write about next and what is obsessively going through my head that could be put down in blog form. The more I utilize these brief moments that I wasted all to often, the more I see it has had an impact on my blog. I wen’t from having 600 followers in September 2017 to probably 10,000 followers by June. The sooner we realise there is so much time we waste doing nothing, the quicker the progress will be. And we have a lot more free time than we think.
This isn’t all about followers of course. I am just delighted to see that the more hours I spend here, the more people have been enjoying my posts. It has also made me blog a lot more than I did previously, and gives me the motivation to get out there and take more photos and provide more thoughts. It is a very positive cycle keeping me on route.
The more ambitious our goals are means the chances of success are less likely. But it also means our personal development skyrockets. It is much better to aim for a dream job and get half way there than to set a very achievable goal and get 100% there. That’s what I believe anyway. The progress from failure is sometimes so much better than the illusion of success.
We are all artists in one way or another in our daily lives. And the more we create that art for ourselves the more fulfilling our lives will be. The more reasons we have to live and the more we stand out. For me, it is about climbing the ladder I built and having it where I want it, and that motivates me to keep on climbing.
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Commuter image by Ross Sneddon on Unsplash
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