So, I posted last week about why I was not celebrating 5 years of service my employer. After that, I really wanted to write about discovering and living our dreams and passions. I tried to get that post out all day and failed. Miserably! The words just wouldn’t come out the way I wanted them to. I had the ideas but the words were stuck as if my brain was filled with tacky glue! I decided I’d get back to it before this #bloglikecrazy challenge was over. So, here I am trying again.
I can’t get away from it. Everywhere I go, everything I read (ok, maybe not everything, but almost) is about using your gifts and talents. I read a blog and it’s about living your dreams so here’s what I think. I’ve got so many passions and so many dreams I don’t where to start! It felt really good to admit that J So, yeah. I’m a photographer and still learning to call myself a writer. I have a heart for my community, my people and people that struggle to get by every day. International missions is one of my first loves. In July 2009 I had the amazing privilege to travel to Cape Town, South Africa. I was there for a week and my sole purpose was to shower small children with love. I fell in love with one—Tandiswa. I’d bring her home with me today if I could!! When people that don’t know me see the picture she and I have together they ask if she’s my child 🙂 I’ve been researching my family tree and that has taken over my life! I love it! I stay up late to learn all I can. It’s such a joy. I’ve become the obnoxious kid that tells everyone they should be learning their family histories as well. I’d love to help people do that. I’ve taken on the role of accountability partner to a writer friend of mine to help ensure her books are written in a timely manner. We communicate once a week at least. In addition to helping her stay on track I’ve been doing research to help her find a publisher. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed that as well and can imagine do that for a living. I’ll stop here but there’s more. I’m embarrassed. I mean is this normal? Maybe I’m a renaissance woman!
This is so important for me because I want to leave a legacy for my son and any other child(ren) I may have. When I’ve left this earth I want my accomplishments to speak for me for generations to come. Does that make me vain? If it does, oh well. I’ll be that. I am convinced I was created to do great things and live a life of greatness. So, what’s the hold-up?
What say you? What are your passions/dreams? How do you want to remembered??
“Wake up one morning you realize/your life is one big compromise/stuck in the job you swore was only temporary/feel like the world is passing you by/Never done all the things you wanted to try…You ask yourself there’s got to be something else/something more/more/more”
I was given an award at work today to celebrate 5 years of service to my employer. It came in a shiny gold folder but it made my heart as heavy as lead. 5 years is an accomplishment, right? I mean some people can’t keep a job for 5 months let alone 5 years. So I should celebrate! The people in the room with me chimed in and testified that I had trained a number of them—including my current boss. They all agree I am good at what I do. Before working here I was a full time student at the University of Alabama—Roll Tide!! I created and left a legacy there. As I sit here pondering the 5 years I’ve given to my employer what legacy will I leave here? I am a firm believer that when I leave a place I should have a legacy that speaks for me even if no one knows my name.
I walked away and almost cried. Where has the time gone? How did this happen? When I came here I gave it a year and a half. I had dreams and ambitions that were and still are bigger than this place. Nonetheless, I’ve been coming here doing the same job for the last 5 years. The part that makes this milestone so difficult is that I’ve arrived here with no notable accomplishments or contributions. I come to work and complete the same mind numbing tasks every day. This has had a debilitating effect on my creativity. I mean my world has become less and less colorful. I am an artist and creativity in my role is not celebrated or valued. I refuse to celebrate this. I will celebrate the fact that even though my dreams have been deferred they have not dried up like a raisin in the sun.
So, I will resume actively working to make Kuumba—my vision for a community art center—a reality. I will again pick up my Rebel and capture all the moments I will never be able to recover once they’ve passed. I will continue to provide accountability, support and resources for artists who have a specific goal in mind but a need a little extra push. I will sleep with my shoes on and chase my dreams—Thanks for that @TraceySHINECEO. Here’s to knowing there’s something else, something more! Here’s to leaving a legacy even at my place of employment. And here’s to original, productive and constructive ideas!
“Let the sun shine on your face/ don’t let your life go to waste/ Now is the time/got to make up your mind/let it shine on you/let it shine on you”