They say that “practice makes perfect”. We’ve all heard it a million times and we say it just as often to our own children, but how often do we “practice what we preach” (pun intended)? I am guilty of this very common fallacy. I say I’m going to do something, but rarely follow through. However, I have a tendency of doing this, or rather not doing, only when it affects something I want. For example, this blog, or even writing in general. I had a passion for writing as a child and still have my journals, notebooks, and creative writing assignments from school. After I started working though, writing never even crossed my mind. I was too busy. Now that I’m older and I’ve climbed the management ladder, I want to do something more productive with my time. Making money is productive, but hardly fulfilling.
In seeking a degree, I’ve wrestled with choosing the right major. I try to evaluate my passions and cross-reference careers that would provide some financial stability. Painting: outdated (unless it’s computer generated); photography: requires additional facility; acting: ridiculously impossible; writing: too time-consuming with too little profit. To be honest, I don’t habitually engage in any of those hobbies. Can they even be considered passions?
The one thing I know for certain is that I love my children. I am passionate about my children. They are the reason I feel so compelled to acquire a financially secure position that does not require me to go to work within an hour of calling me for the purpose of selling a product that serves no benefit to anyone. They are the reason I can’t get a degree that fails to provide me with a career, even if I love it.
Here’s the thing, I always feel that the dreams I have are too difficult or unrealistic to achieve, and yes, I may have a point. I probably will never live in Costa Rica and study sea turtles for an income; however, I can write. Perhaps I won’t earn a living, but maybe I can do something important. Maybe I can provide some experience that may benefit someone. I’ll never know until I try. The only way I’ll try is by doing, by writing. That can only occur through practice.