For a long time I had been feeling frustrated and unfulfilled artistically, mainly because I’m not as successful as I want to be yet. And if I’m honest, I was allowing my emotions of frustration to surpass and trip up my efforts for progression. It’s hard to be at odds within yourself and expect momentum to happen. It doesn’t.
I moved from thinking to doing. And guess what happened . . .
There’s a gap between where I am and where I want to be. I think there’s a gap for most people…in their relationships, fitness goals, education, career, etc. For a week or so, I was actually feeling ho hum, blah, lack luster, ugh, ya know? And I couldn’t figure out what was wrong, or off. Was it something I was or wasn’t doing? It was both.
Is it that the idealist dreams, and always hopes for more,
And that the realist accepts things as they are, and continually moves forward?
Now of the two, which is living?
One chasing, one settling, both could be depressing without contentment.
Which is the way to live?
Can one be a realist in a constantly changing reality?
Can one be an idealist in an obviously flawed reality?
If an idealist means one who is hopeful about reality,
then I am an idealist.
If a realist is one who accepts reality and sees the possibility of change,
then I am a realist.
Or perhaps I need not the categorization of either terms.
Simply this is who I am, and accept that reality is my perception towards it.
“Without oxen a stable stays clean, but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.” – Proverbs 14:4 NLT
“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven…” – John Milton, Paradise Lost
I’m drawing a blank almost. A lot happened this week that has influenced and challenged me; however, I find words escape me or I’m unsure of how to wrap what’s happening inside me into words.
A friend gave me a beautiful gift, a stamped pendent necklace. “God will not have His work made manifest by cowards.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson.