By: Angela Edmonds
Your passion is powerful.
Your desires are important.
Your feelings are valid.
It seems to be so easy to get swept up in the flow of life’s routines. Maybe it’s 40-hour work weeks or trying to pass that class. Maybe it’s trying to maintain a social life: be a good daughter, son, brother, sister, friend. We get into these rhythms of doing the things that we are “supposed” to do, and they are not all bad things. In fact, most of them are probably good, or at least they were good at the core. But it can become easy to feel trapped and helpless. It can be easy to feel like a lifeless robot, living day by day doing what we have to do to get by. And that doesn’t mean we are miserable, but it may feel like we are not fully living.
I think that some of us live under a lie that we have to be irresponsible to live a fulfilling life. Somehow, there is this idea that we must free ourselves from the trap of a nine-to-five desk and flap our wings into the freedom of adventure and fresh air. An adventurous spirit is a beautiful thing, but it can co-exist with work or school or a family. Freedom and commitment are not mutually exclusive. You are not trapped, you are on the edge of opportunity. And, just as important, you are not doomed if you are unemployed and confused.
I have always had this fear that I would graduate college, get a desk job, and drag my feet for five days a week while looking for the ‘light at the end of the tunnel’ that is the weekend. Or counting down the 100 days before I finally get a week of vacation. Rest is also a beautiful thing, in fact it is a necessary thing. But let’s not wait for the weekend.
Life can get so messy so quickly. Say “yes” a couple of times, and it seems like you have a full schedule for the next 6 months. Being busy isn’t bad either, but ignoring yourself and your heart is.
Take a moment.
Think about the things that make you come alive.
There are things that make you feel good and content.
These are important things.
They are worth making time for.
I think there will be seasons of life that are hectic and productive and blurry. It may seem like you barely have time to breathe, let alone sleep. These passions (or hobbies or whatever you call them) can often take a backseat to things that simply seem more important. But every single day, there should be time for you to come alive.
Whether it is art or puppies or good food, there should be time for these things.
For a long time, I didn’t make time to express myself creatively because I thought I wasn’t good enough at it. I’m starting to recognize that as a dangerous lie. Whatever makes you come alive is important.
Let’s not live for the weekend. We are meant to live for every single day.