Ah, sarcasm! My friend, my standby… Wait, I wasn’t being sarcastic this time! You really are a genius! In fact, everyone is a genius, but if Beethoven had never been introduced to a piano would we even know who he was?
Instead of putting yourself down, why not take a moment to jot down the things you totally rock. Don’t worry I’ll wait while you go get a paper and a pen that actually works.
Seriously! Get up! Go make a list of things you’re good at.
Now on the other side of the page write a list of things you’ve thought or been told you suck at.
Done? Good. Now mark off the ones that really don’t matter to you personally or that you aren’t passionate about. All that’s left is the things that require research, experimentation, and the grit to keep pursuing. Nobody ever got called a genius about something they weren’t passionate about.
Not passionate about anything? That actually happens in our society. The passion is beaten out of us by day to day living in some cases. In other cases, certain people in our lives beat the positive right out of us. As the child of an abusive parent, I know this all to well.
My solution to not being passionate about anything is to simple start trying lots of things; from crochet to fence fixing to blue water sailing! There is something out there for everyone, but in most cases there are a lot of things out there for each individual.
FIND YOUR PASSION(S)!
When I was growing up, I was told that I would never be any good with plants. I was told that I was ugly. I was told that I was stupid. I was told that all my ambitions were silly. I grow a garden that has inspired more than a few of my coworkers and neighbors. My daughter looks just like me and she makes people run into things when she smiles at them. That just leaves my ambitions…
When I was a child I was going to be a cowgirl. I was going to have a ranch. I was going to have a garden and live like the people back in the old west that were completely self-sufficient.
My dream has changed somewhat. I no longer want a ranch, but I’d love to have a much smaller homestead with milk goats, chickens, rabbits, a huge garden, and that self-sufficiency that I still crave. How is that an unrealistic goal? Sure it’s a long way away in a lot of ways, but I’m on my way the moment I start.
Truth be told, I’ve already started right here in suburbia. I already have a garden and my city just changed the law. I can now have chickens in my backyard as long as I can obtain the permit.
Guess what I’m researching right now! That’s right! Chicken coops and yogurt making, and cheese making and plants for this coming year and…