Living the easy life, not the happy one

ivomayaWhat do you do when what used to motivate you doesn’t anymore? Does that mean that it is time for a change? Is it right to try to re-gain the motivation or simply follow the path where getting motivated doesn’t feel like an effort?

That sort of speak for itself doesn’t it, if you are drawn to something, feel inspired and motivated to proceed to grow it, maybe that’s where all your focus should be?

I meet so many people every day and I love to ask them what they are up to in their lives. I love to listen and I love to learn from all the people I meet. Yesterday I met a young girl, a lawyer. Cool I thought, a lot of work goes into becoming a lawyer, and before I got the chance to ask how she finds it she said “I fucking hate it”. She is so young and I thought, when did she realise that she hated what she was doing? And why did she continue? She wanted to work with animals she said, but didn’t have any plans on changing career. Why? She had nothing lined up.

This girl is my biggest fear. To be that girl how’ll end up doing something that drains her. Dreaming of animals whilst dealing with public law. This is my biggest fear, not only because she is doing something she doesn’t love, but also because she doesn’t understand that she is the only one that can change it. Nothing will just line up if she doesn’t look for it. No one will knock on her door with a zoo in a basket.

“why the fuck didn’t I do this sooner”

This scenario scares me because it is so easy to go the safe way. It’s so easy to go the way you know, because the unknown is too scary. It’s too many what if’s and what if not’s. As humans, our brains want answers and certainty. And leaving a reality, where you have got all the answers and jumping into a life where each day is full of unanswered questions can seem impossible. It is under no control, and our brains need to be able to control shit. But that time of being surrounded by unanswered uncontrollable questions could lead you into a future where you love every second of your life. It could take you somewhere where you look back and ask yourself “why the fuck didn’t I do this sooner”. Because we always look back wondering why we worried too much. Change is always easier when you look back on it. We worry about shit that can happen, but the fact is that when shit actually happen we just deal with it. It’s the worrying about the shit that can possibly happen that is the hard part, not dealing with the shit. Because when you deal with the shit you take actions. You do and you grow. Worrying get’s you nowhere. The only thing we have to do is just follow what we love and trust that along the way we will get the answers our brain needs to create the control it needs, deal with the shit we need to deal with so that we can go where we need to go. So that we can live the life that we are happy living.

26 responses to “Living the easy life, not the happy one

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