I’ve never experienced a moment in which I was struck with an epiphany declaring “This is what I was made for!” and then suddenly I was good at it.
Anything at which I’ve been good or through which I’ve expressed a talent has come from persistent practice. Like anyone else, some things click and other things don’t. You’d cry laughing if you ever heard me sing. But being good at something isn’t indicative of anything except being good at it. It’s not something on which you should hinge your existence.
You are waiting for purpose instead of living purposefully. As my man Bob Ross said, “Talent is a pursued interest.” In that sense, our real gifts are our interests. They are illuminated by our inspirations and passions—and even more so by our openness to being impassioned and inspired.
It’s not about choosing the right thing or trying to deliver a message. Those are contrived attempts, pulled together by thoughts alone.
Right now you’re trying too hard to find something perfect and not trying at all to head in any one particular direction. Well, at least you know you have the right energy! Just flip it around.
Go and enjoy yourself. Explore what makes you come alive. Or, conversely, just live your life and be continually open to new things. See what strikes you. Then pursue it.
You are a living phenomenon, not something that can be boiled down to a body, a personality, and a job. Life doesn’t come prepackaged and labeled. It’s alive and so are you.
Don’t wait for some perfect happening before being perfectly alive as yourself. If you cannot peacefully put one foot on front of the other, then any direction is hazardous. If you can be rooted and at peace in every step, then any direction is mighty fine.
Namaste :) Much love