I had a friend in college who was a great keyboard player. His specialty was church organ music. He even had a real organ in his little apartment. He LOVED to play the organ and wanted to be a professional organist for a church. It was his ideal.
But his father wanted him to be a banker. So, he worked in a bank as a teller. That was his father’s path for him and he didn’t have the guts, at that point anyway, to confront his father, OR himself, and take the path he really wanted to take.
He wasn’t living his ideal, he was living an ordeal.
Tell us the story of your ideal and your ordeal. If you have achieved or are on the path to your ideal, tell us how you made that change. If you haven’t made it but want to, tell us what you think might be stopping you. Your stories will help others so don’t be shy to tell them.
Drawing, commentary AND quote by Marty Coleman, a man who lets his fingernails grow too long.
Hey Marty! Today’s post is so true and very inspirational! Here is my story.
11 months ago to the day I was in Hawaii with my boyfriend. We were talking about our future and what we wanted our lives to look like. It was the first time in a long time that I really thought about what I wanted. My whole life every decision has been made by committee. The voices in my head would weigh what I wanted with what would work best for my family, friends, coworkers, even the forces in the universe before I could make a decision. In that moment when I was able to silence the voices and hear my true voice I knew that I wanted to live by the beach, be truly creative and simplify my chaotic life. So did my boyfriend, I thought. Until we got back to LA and, like a moth to the light, he moved on to different goals and our ideal life was no more. I tried to reinvest in his new dreams and told myself it was best for both of us to not make waves. But once I listened to what I wanted I couldn’t go back to decision by committee, so “our” ideal life became mine. I pick up the keys for my new place by the beach this evening.