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.
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I can't tell you how many times I've written about this in my journal. I always seem to have the same argument with myself about it - I'll wish that I was known for something (like you know, how certain people just have a THING they do). I'll get back into something I am okay at or start a new something entirely, and after making minimal progress...I'll phase out and be completely content doing nothing. haha
ReplyDeleteI've learned that
a) While I do enjoy trying new things, very few things have truly stuck over the years and become actual talents; and
b) Often I am more content being average at a lot of things than being great at one thing.
I want to learn to whistle, period.