Someone once said, you know you love what you do when you look forward to Monday morning....
So now, after like a three week vacation, Christmas is over... New Year's gone... and my birthday is also behind me... Tomorrow is back to work. I'm actually excited about it.
Being a writer, there are many times that I'd just LOOVVE to be able to work solely on my own creations, novels, mainly. And maybe some Film scripts. Right now, I work as a Head Writer for a show in Kenya. It's different because you can't just go off and do what you want. There are rules, regulations, deadlines, other folks' opinions to deal with.. etc. etc. And sometimes, there is a tendency to think, I just want to go with my own flow... sail to Seychelles, hire a bungalow, write to my heart's desire.
Sure, that sounds like a treat, a dream, fantasy. But with writing your own stuff, comes high stakes and high responsibility. For instance, remaining relevant, being noticed, selling... There is no definite guarantee. The safety net is only as safe as your faith and inner peace. It's exhilarating, but it doesn't come free.
Nothing does. Working a contracted job is exhilarating too, in its own right. Different challenges. Different cons. And sure, even this safety net is not 100% safe... I'm talking knowing what your monthly income will be. But there is something to be said for a road that has already been mapped out. I think it's underrated. Right now, after the highs and fast paced buzz of having a novel come out and the excitement and concern about the challenge ahead... going to a structured work schedule tomorrow, will be a welcome break.
Strange. But that is how I know I love what I do. I am blessed. In my employment and in my dream and fantasy world. Both of which, more and more are beginning to meet.
As I start this year... what I am filled with... is appreciation. How about you?
xoxo
m.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
Going with the Flow
If I was to make one single resolution this year, it would be to go with the flow. I don't mean this in an irresponsible way... but then again, who determines what's considered 'responsible'.
I mean, we're brought up in boxes, be these houses or values or structures or schools or religion or family ... We're brought up in boxes and for the most part of our lives, we live within the confines of these boxes. Every once in a while we test the boundaries... but I've been discovering that these boundaries, past a certain put, snap back into the boxes we're trying to move away from.
I'm not being pessimistic or defeatist... I'm the total opposite of that. But I'm acknowledging, that unless I acknowledge what my own boxes are, then I will repeat my actions over and over again while trying to get different results. Some of these actions are good, positive ones, sure. But many others only serve to limit me.
One of my biggest limitations has been the 'and then what' factor. That thing that makes you think twenty 'what if' steps ahead before you take the leap. It can save your life, yes, but it can also keep you smack in the middle of your box forever. And there is more outside that box, so much more.
I don't think boxes were ever met to contain us. We were not meant to live within them. Maybe they were made so that when we were ready, we could simply pack them up, put them in a little rucksack and go happily on our journey.
Because our boxes are our safety. And every once in a while, on life's adventures, no matter how incredible, we need a little bit of that safety blanket, to give us strength and courage and sometimes direction on which way next.
So this year, I'm not living in my box... I'm taking it with me on all the incredible adventures and open doors that I will experience. No more rubber band effects.
What are your boxes?
I mean, we're brought up in boxes, be these houses or values or structures or schools or religion or family ... We're brought up in boxes and for the most part of our lives, we live within the confines of these boxes. Every once in a while we test the boundaries... but I've been discovering that these boundaries, past a certain put, snap back into the boxes we're trying to move away from.
I'm not being pessimistic or defeatist... I'm the total opposite of that. But I'm acknowledging, that unless I acknowledge what my own boxes are, then I will repeat my actions over and over again while trying to get different results. Some of these actions are good, positive ones, sure. But many others only serve to limit me.
One of my biggest limitations has been the 'and then what' factor. That thing that makes you think twenty 'what if' steps ahead before you take the leap. It can save your life, yes, but it can also keep you smack in the middle of your box forever. And there is more outside that box, so much more.
I don't think boxes were ever met to contain us. We were not meant to live within them. Maybe they were made so that when we were ready, we could simply pack them up, put them in a little rucksack and go happily on our journey.
Because our boxes are our safety. And every once in a while, on life's adventures, no matter how incredible, we need a little bit of that safety blanket, to give us strength and courage and sometimes direction on which way next.
So this year, I'm not living in my box... I'm taking it with me on all the incredible adventures and open doors that I will experience. No more rubber band effects.
What are your boxes?
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Forbidden Love
One of the themes of 'SoulFire' is forbidden love. Or star-crossed love. Love that in another setting might be considered 'betrayal', 'wrong', 'unfaithful'...
I've been wondering lately, what instruments and measures and standards are used to determine what a relationship can or cannot be. Should or should not be. What sets the standard and why do we fall in? In a totally different culture, with totally different rules and expectations, do we remain the same? Or is our outlook on relationships (or anything really) only as good and as strong as the structures we've been built on?
I've been wondering lately, what instruments and measures and standards are used to determine what a relationship can or cannot be. Should or should not be. What sets the standard and why do we fall in? In a totally different culture, with totally different rules and expectations, do we remain the same? Or is our outlook on relationships (or anything really) only as good and as strong as the structures we've been built on?
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