As I was putting around the house this morning I suddenly had the old saying, “it’s a labour of love” running through my mind. They kept popping up over and over, and I kept shrugging them off as just another random thought. It’s been a long week, and I have a lot of odd and ends to catch up one today, I didn’t have time to give it any further consideration.
But then it’s suddenly became clear, and that random thought became the basis for this blog post.
I have talked before about how it important it is to do what you love. The truth is that if you do not love doing what you spend the majority of your time doing (and for most of us, that means our job), you are wasting your precious live. Our time on our earth is short, and the older we get, the faster it seems to pass us by, so why do we resign ourselves to doing what we have to do instead of what we want to do?
I think I know the answer.
We think that doing what we love will be too hard.
Or maybe more accurately, we tried a couple of times and it wasn’t easy, so we gave up. We bowed out of the race, we conceded the game, we submitted to our destiny forgetting one very important detail: we are the creators of our destiny.
Why of why did we do this?
Because we made on critical mistake. We imagined that if we loved doing it, it would be easy. We somehow go it into our heads that the only hard things in life that are hard are the ones that we don’t want to do, and if it was so hard to do what we love, then maybe we didn’t really want to do it that badly.
I have used exactly that rational many times in my life. It’s helps to take the sting out of failure, and absolves us of the responsibility for it. It’s a cop-out, and get out of jail free card that makes us feel better, but the problem is…
…it’s a big lie.
In fact it’s so far off the map it’s not even funny, and I think evidence of our brains amazing ability to bend the world to our beliefs and make something imagined seem like the truth.