Find Meaning in your Passion

This story is about finding your passion in life and start living a life of meaning

The insatiable desire to create literary works consumes me! Even though at times i would not know what to write, i just would drown myself with the wonderful thought of writing again. Afterwards the ideas would come surging in.
When my pen starts to squibble, by brain takes the back seat. In every word i write, it is my heart directing as it peaks towards the window of my soul. Every word is a fruit of love; every sentence is a reflection of desire.
For non-writers out there, they might find it hard to understand the power of the paper and quill. As it works in unison and creates a beautiful work of art, it reaches out deep inside the soul of every writer. In unexplainable degrees, writing becomes so Orgasmic that we lose ourselves in the process - losing track of time and yearning for each word we scribble on paper.
It took me quite a long time to realize it, but I'm so happy that I came in terms with it. I finally found my passion and lose myself in something i LOVE!
Most people just gets caught up in the rat tace that they opt to find income, but end up always whining in doing something that they don't really like. Up to the sunset of their lives do they come to realize that they have never lived a life of meaning...Although being employed is a good thing, It somehow becames a safety net and an excuse to live a mediocre life. It was always captivating how empowered you feel everytime you receive that paycheck. "At last! I could buy whatever i want!" Then always end up being broke by the end of the month. In time, always repeating the cycle of working hard for the salary. with much denial you said to yourself, " I am happy in what i'm doing". All along you were making a living - not a life.
Even i fall prey in this lifestyle and felt that i was living in a world of lie. Who am I to fool but myself? Although i still have much respect with my previous job but then again, what's the use in staying if I lose my identity in the process?
With shaking legs I took the leap towards uncertainty. I resigned from my job without knowing what to expect. All i know is that it's time for me to find myself and definitely do something that i love. Truly enough, i felt i've been more alive!
A lot of people would say that following the road to creating literary works would make me a pauper. They might be right to some degree. But what about the successful authors who not only followed their true calling, but made a career (and business) out of it? What they don't understand is - i AM AN ARTIST! Artists are most often not to good in following the norm and would be bound to create their own reality. It was a risk to pull myself out from the rat race and make myself bask towards the path of self discovery. i am so thankful though that i took the risk earlier than anyone i knew. It might be financially uptight at times, and yes, i still have my bills to pay. Would pursuing this art be worth it, and bring food in my table? Let the Universe worry that uncertainty for me. As of now, one thing is certain. When you do what you love, a new life unfolds, and this would give you a new sense of meaning.
We all have an artist in us that are screaming to be unleashed. Find time to seek solitude and reach towards your inner core. What do you love? what are you passionate about? what is something that would make you lose yourself in the process? once you have the answer, All it takes is the decision to make that change - and act on it! Do what you love - Be what you love - and believe in what you love. Surely enough, the universe would conspire to give you opportunities that are far beyond your imagination.