Passive pursuit doesn't cut it. And I'm a bit lazy these days.
I think I'm waiting for something to shine down from the heavens and lay out a perfect pathway that I can simply step onto. I don't have a strong compulsion for anything in particular, beyond yoga. And I envy those who have "made it" and live cush lives in lovely homes with exciting travel agendas.
I'm like the worst kind of envious. Because I don't have any drive to chase down a dream, which is how those folks "made it." They worked their asses off. I sit here and long for ease and luxury. For vibrant purpose. I wait for my dream to emerge.
Maybe I'm not lazy. Maybe I'm just lost. I jumped on a track all those years ago because it "appeared" and it occupied me for two decades...but it didn't light me up and now I'm tired and a little disenchanted.
Okay a lot disenchanted.
How do I find my joy???? I don't want to waste this life! Where do I start digging? Gimme a shovel and I'll get after it. I am ready to put in the work -- I just need to find the pursuit that lights the fire in my belly.
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