What Happened to Passion?

If you were told how to live your life. If you were told to get your priorities straight. If you were told exactly the do's and do not's of your life by someone so close to you; of course you would believe them because you honor their opinion. Does that mean they're always right? Well, they better not be, because if they were, we would all end up common people, with common jobs, living common lives. With crushed dreams, hopes, and aspirations. We are all born with the potential to be great in this life, but along this road we tend to lose sight of that glorious great-ness with the trials and turns life has for us. The passion and innocence we are all blessed with at birth...dies. Due to the stong social glamour and gossip. Essentially beating us down to the point of one of two "sentences:" destruction or failure. When we fail, we tend to give up on who we use to be and find that it becomes so tedious after the one thousandth time, we decide it would be easier to not even try, and that is what makes people common. It may seem a little confusing. But I'll put it in perspecitive. I, was once told, by someone whom I respected to the fullest extent that my priorities were out of order, and that there was no way I would ever accomplish what was on my list of "important" things. NOT because I wasn't talented enough and couldn't do so, but because I wasn't doing what this certain "mentor" wanted me to do. At and in the moment I thought it was because this person thought I wasn't capable of being who I wanted to be, but I had to stop and breathe (in through the nose, out through the mouth) and realize that he wasn't talking about me he was talking about himself. He had never tried and never made it. So somehow because he didn't make it neither would I. It's a neverending cycle we all must break, and it must be broken sooner rather than later. Grasp on to the passionate artist within you and run. Stop to think and breathe and remember you can be anything and anyone you can picture yourself being. Never let words destroy that. Never let yourself become common. Wise words were once spoken: "Never live your life wondering 'what if,' always live your life telling yourself now, 'I know.'"

What If?

We walk the 'ever-changing world in a sort of bliss--a bliss--that really isn't comprehensible to anyone around us. We all live different lives, with different stories, different words, different views and different aspirations. On the road of life these "differences" become more and more broad, as the world changes and we begin to change with it. It's an evolution and it always has been. But what if one day--one ordinary day--a man (or a woman) just waltz's up to you as you're standing at the corner of 42nd and 5th, and says to you "What if your life was the way you wanted it to be?" You'd look at them in a complete bizarre, glazed over, felicity. With this sort of agitated, confused, "ew" look on your face. But once you settled yourself and finally realized what the "old" man had just offered you, you think again, and say "hey, I don't know?" That's right folks you would do what you hate others doing. You answer a question with a question. But that's not the point. The point is you would stop to think about "what if" your life were different, what if it were what you had always planned it to be. When you were in high school sitting at home trying to focus on your statistics homework. When suddenly out of the blue this idea that one day your life would be placed before you and you had to decide what to do with it. You had this perfect idea of the perfect spouse, the perfect home, the perfect children, with the perfect golden retriever to top it off. On top of all the exterior things you imagined, you also imagined the spouse that would never cheat, the children that would never steal, and yourself who never make any mistakes. Well--where's the fun in that? Life is brutal people. Life is harsh, which we all probably know by now. Everyday is a learning experience. Everday is a day for growth and forgiveness, a day of life, liberty, and love. Every single day is an absolute blessing and everyday is a day to live. Living may be good and it may be bad, but that's what makes it interesting. A wise woman once told me that life is not about how you "act" but about how you "react." We are the masters of our own fate. May we live and let live--alright I think I'm done with the cliche's--I wish we may all reflect on our lives and think about the "what if" questions we have, and if we can't answer them, it's okay. And if we make a mistake, it's ok. For redemption may be one reason for living? But then again, what if it's not?