When My World Collapsed Or How I Found My Passion
I have kept this story in the shadows of my actions over the past few years. Yet, it is time to reveal it. The wizard’s ball has illuminated my path. The one that leads to an imaginary kingdom of abandoned dreams – city’s walls, magnificent, built over the years for some better tomorrow.
Hence, why? And for who? Where is this omnipotent ruler of this mysterious culture? Has he ever thought how magical his mission is? Has he ever wondered himself how far reaches his myth?
Oh, I have tried to avoid this ongoing vague word game in my mind. Hence, my thoughts intertwined like grains of sand under a great wave. And each one was peculiar in its own way. Each was unique, affiliated as a legendary poem about a hero without strength, without power, and without the triumph.
However, I have always believed that each one of us is a patiently adapted puzzle. As well as each one of us is missing that invisible thread of positive vibrations in order to prosper.
Moreover, at its very beginning, everything is nothing eventually. Filled with the millions of painful sighs of its creators. Those who with swathed and bruised faces have laid down the pyramid cubes.
Through the defeats and injuries, they need to conquer almost the impossible. With the clenched smile of painful attempts, they need to stand proudly as they are the boulders before the sun.
Additionally, a perfectly designed puzzle got the desired look. The image has lighted up the weakest and quietest.
And each battered silhouette has received that missing warmth and impressiveness. You opened your soul. You wrote your story.
Sooner or later, every pain makes you feel incredibly powerful, eager for better, and more persistent. That is its advantage.
So, head up, winner! Your mission got a point. Your myth reaches an eternity.
Lots of love,
PS: Regarding our subject of the matter, I recollected one inspiring story.
Namely, back in 2009 Martin Kelsey, a teacher at South Valley Middle School in Liberty, US wrote a letter to Pete Docter, a key animator at Pixar Animation. He asked Docter for some advice to pass on to his students.
Docter has responded to the teacher as follows: “So, Middle School Student, whatever you like doing, do it! And keep doing it. Work hard! In the end, passion and hard work beat out natural talent. (And anyway, if you love what you do, it’s not really “work” anyway.)”
So, what is your passion, and what did you do about it?