Senri Lightning Dojo. (Stronghold, Training, Open)
Oct 20, 2016 8:01:02 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2016 8:01:02 GMT -7
Post 3
I am aware that there are only certain pockets of people in this world who have the indulgence of passion, who are ever encouraged to “do only what they love.” Only the privileged are ever encouraged to “follow their passion.” I know this. And, in all honesty, I wish I had never been given such a strangely toxic gift. Because, the foolish pursuit of only doing that which I love to do leaves out far too much of the grittiness of life.
It did nothing to prepare me for the fact that on the path to this elusive, perfect life of only doing what I love there’s a lot of shit I have to do that I don’t love. And, I was never prepared for this and, fuck, I really wish I had been. At least I would have been strong enough to handle failure and the death of those close to me on top of hunting monsters and the fact that—no matter how much you love something sometimes it fucking sucks to do it. Sometimes love is not always enough to sustain a commitment.
I let myself get caught up in the fantasy of many things for a dangerously long amount of time and it left me cripplingly unprepared for my life. Flowery words about what you deserve and how life should be a wonderful adventure every moment of every day and you can’t miss any of it and everything should just feel like a movie all the time, these can wrap you up and make you hope for a life that doesn’t exist and a life you shouldn’t be wanting any way.
I don’t use the word “should” very often, but I think it’s warranted here. You shouldn’t aim for a life of ease, of comfort, and of perfection, of a constant happiness that never wanes. Shiki pondered this for a moment. A big life is big because it has been built with everything you’ve got, not just the good parts, not just the happy parts: everything. A big life is big in all the ways. Big reward. Big pain. Big sacrifice. Big sadness. Big disappointment. Big excitement. Big happiness.
You will find that the times you are most proud of yourself, the times you look upon your life with wonder, is when you have risen from the depths of something catastrophic, when you’ve stared down your breakdown and not let it ruin you completely. You will sense the real hope that lives within your bones when you’ve become dangerously close to burning through it all completely. Life is better when your stars and stripes are earned.
I am aware that there are only certain pockets of people in this world who have the indulgence of passion, who are ever encouraged to “do only what they love.” Only the privileged are ever encouraged to “follow their passion.” I know this. And, in all honesty, I wish I had never been given such a strangely toxic gift. Because, the foolish pursuit of only doing that which I love to do leaves out far too much of the grittiness of life.
It did nothing to prepare me for the fact that on the path to this elusive, perfect life of only doing what I love there’s a lot of shit I have to do that I don’t love. And, I was never prepared for this and, fuck, I really wish I had been. At least I would have been strong enough to handle failure and the death of those close to me on top of hunting monsters and the fact that—no matter how much you love something sometimes it fucking sucks to do it. Sometimes love is not always enough to sustain a commitment.
I let myself get caught up in the fantasy of many things for a dangerously long amount of time and it left me cripplingly unprepared for my life. Flowery words about what you deserve and how life should be a wonderful adventure every moment of every day and you can’t miss any of it and everything should just feel like a movie all the time, these can wrap you up and make you hope for a life that doesn’t exist and a life you shouldn’t be wanting any way.
I don’t use the word “should” very often, but I think it’s warranted here. You shouldn’t aim for a life of ease, of comfort, and of perfection, of a constant happiness that never wanes. Shiki pondered this for a moment. A big life is big because it has been built with everything you’ve got, not just the good parts, not just the happy parts: everything. A big life is big in all the ways. Big reward. Big pain. Big sacrifice. Big sadness. Big disappointment. Big excitement. Big happiness.
You will find that the times you are most proud of yourself, the times you look upon your life with wonder, is when you have risen from the depths of something catastrophic, when you’ve stared down your breakdown and not let it ruin you completely. You will sense the real hope that lives within your bones when you’ve become dangerously close to burning through it all completely. Life is better when your stars and stripes are earned.