For many years during and post-high school I'd describe myself as a "Jack of all trades (master of none)," mostly because I had no intentional focus as far as what I wanted to do with my life. I haven't thought about that description for quite a few years now, but have been starting to feel that way again. I've been dipping into a few different projects to try and get the creative sparkles twinkling again (some successful, some quite painful) and I have come back to a short list of thoughts:
I still haven't mastered anything.
I don't know if I ever truly can or want to.
Most all of my talents and skills make me happy.
I still haven't figured out a way to sustain a lifestyle that I want by those talents and skills that make me the happiest.
Work is agonizingly purposeful; acknowledging its purposefulness makes work less agonizing.
I want to learn how to whistle loudly without using my fingers.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
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