Updated: Jun 5, 2019
Now, this instant, hold on a sec, a year, a moment, a millennium, F O R E V E R...?
MY GRANDMA USED TO SAY
"We must be up and doing." And I'm not gonna lie, I feel hella pressure to be productive all the time, hustle, balance all of the things and over-extend myself. And I'm out here in the West, where we even take naps in the afternoon. Sheesh.
This is not another blog post about productivity. NO.
This is more about valuing your life and treating it as you would your most treasured moment, vacation, lazy and perfect Sunday, about knowing what brings you joy and multiplying the times you get to do that by everyday.
What is the one thing we don't get to control in our lives? (K there are more things out of our control but for the cohesive construction of this blog post I'm talking about) TIME. We don't know how much of it we have, we don't know if we get a prize at the end we spend it a certain way, we don't get to press reverse, replay, pause or fast forward. Hell we don't even know if it exists.
A lot of awesome people I know who have been lucky enough to be hanging around in this reality for a hot minute say that it feels like "just yesterday" they finished college / just starting their journey / was a twenty year old fresh outta... just... whatever. BIG MOOD, BIG ADVICE: We are all running around making shit up as we go along. If you think people at 20 are grown adults, 25, 45, whatever age, you are quite possibly very mistaken. Our minds are just floating around in aging flesh prisons that are busy consuming reality at any given moment. Sure you collect experiences as you travel forward through your lifetime, but your identity and awareness of yourself does not age like your body. At least that's what I think.
Good news though, we can learn from other's mistakes and successes. Yes! Listen to your peers and elders! Listen!
I BELIEVE TIME IS OUR GREATEST, MOST UNDERSTATED, MAGICAL RESOURCE.
It's the golden ticket! And you gotta use it. Fill it. Make it work for you. Unfortunately you aren't ever going to wake up and be like, wow, today I feel totally motivated and inspired to go organize the entire garage, bake a new recipe and work a full 8 hours, then hit the gym. Am I right? Have you ever been in a big mood to go do that really hard thing? Ok, maybe yes, once or twice. But probably not everyday.
I'm rambling here, but the point of this post was to discuss the desire to look back on your life and feel both pride and content. For me, that meant I needed to be making art, dancing, living a life on my terms, and not the alarm clock's terms. Fuck that guy.
After I graduated high school and quit my very short stint at a dry cleaner's, I knew, I just knew I couldn't get a full time gig at Carl's Jr. And no shade to those who work so very hard to meet the rent and pay the bills in whatever ways necessary, your endgame goal is RAD. But me, personally, I just couldn't do it. I still can't. I want to love the way I spend my days, and so I made the way I spend my time the biggest priority in my life. Above all else, when I look back, will I regret where I was spending the majority of my time? I most certainly hope not.
So my advice is that if you are waiting to quit your job and try doing _____ as your main hustle, this is your sign. Do it, do it NOW because it is gonna take a lot more time than you think, to create the abundance flowing the way you so deserve.
The sooner you start, the closer you are to getting there.
Believe me. I had to freaking TRUST IT with the idea of creating art all the time as my income stream. There where tears. There were nasty jobs and gigs I had to take to eat, and eating consisted of cheese from the dollar store that does not melt or mold. (Yikes)
And this isn't some distant memory. This is like recent shit, my friends. I found ways to have a life that costs less to keep afloat. I am very lucky, I have no school debt, or kids to provide for. And I know that. But getting here like that was intentional.
I had to believe in myself. I had to convince myself that this path was worth waiting for. That it was the right path for me. I still tell myself this. All the time. The universe is looking out for you. Speak your truth and it will find you. Trust it. Go for it. What have you got to loose? I mean honestly?
I THINK WE SHOUL SPEND AS MUCH TIME IN LOVE AS WE POSSIBLY CAN.
Whatever it is that you love, I hope you find it. I hope something sparks fire and joy in your heart, and that you can find a way to incorporate that into your free time, your downtime, your morning time. Because all those things, all those different ways to quantify time is yours to enjoy and indulge. Spend it wisely. Spend it wildly. Spend it all, in case you don't get as much of it as you think. Let love be your motivation. Let love infiltrate every thought you have, everything that you do. Maybe this world would be a little softer if we all followed our passion a little more closely. There is something out there for everyone, and if we are our most genuine selves and speak our own truth, maybe we could all feel a little more settled in our respective skin.
VALUE YOUR TIME.
Love your quality time, your family time, love your work time, love your sexy time, your alone time, your drive time, your in-between time. Your running-late-but-I-brought-you-this-coffee time, your look back through memories time, your shower time.
It's all yours. So take your time. Harness it, and follow that bliss.
LOOK AT THESE THINGS WE SPENT TIME MAKING:
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A LIL' POEM ABOUT TIME
I sure would like to meet up with time
catch it's lacy fingers in-between mine
and spend just a few moments, intertwined
it's this human condition, thirsty to be defined
It seems like everyone I talk to who have a successful business, own their own home, have accomplished something substantial, etc, seem to breeze over the middle parts to the mad hustle it took them to get there. "I wanted to own a dance studio, so I took a course on business and yada yada yada, now I do and here I am." I'd like to hear your story on the rough bits where you ate ramen noodles for 2 years straight and showered only at the gym. Me and half the millennials out there are currently searching for the model we can apply to our own lives to not cry, give up and just live in some basement for the foreseeable future.