If I was a sculptor, but then again no

Apr 7, 2017

This morning as I drove to my three hour glucose test I was listening to Michael Jackson and thinking to myself how he sings so ridiculously, yet it’s all the unusuals that make his music so captivating and fun. It’s like, here’s this person embracing some random thing that came to him naturally, even though it wasn’t and isn’t and will probably never be the norm. It’s him being him that made him successful. (I mean, I guess. I’m no expert on the guy and I’m not saying he’s an example of wholesome living or anything, but I DO know nobody else sings that way.) I’ve thought a lot about people like him who just did their thing. And then I think what a great loss we’d be at if they all just went and became accountants or something. 

And then I think about me.

Am I living the equivalent of my road-more-traveled accountant life? Am I trying to blend in when it’s standing out that makes the difference?

I’m happy in my life and I’m not looking for some drastic change, but I do often feel that I’m not living up to my full potential. Not in a guilty way, just that I know have more to offer to the world. Like I know deep down that I have something to say or do or be, I just don’t really know what that is yet.

In the mean time, here are some lists.

Things I’m not/don’t want to be/don’t even really asipre to be:

  • An IG/blog mom constantly sharing magazine-worthy photos of her kids and home
  • The owner/starter of a large brand or business
  • Wildly popular
  • A fitness or beauty or fashion anything
  • Someone with sponsored posts

Things I might be:

  • A writer
  • An artist
  • A textile… something
  • An advocate for the value of a real and wholesome life
  • Funny
  • A sayer of simple truths

Too tired and distracted to finish this list right now, but I’m gonna keep thinking it over.

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