6 - THE BEST.

Dear Reader,

Welcome home.

It's tremendous seeing you here.

Hope, you had or having a splendid week!

Today, I'll be reading about not being the only one, in an ocean full of different and unique kinds of fish.

Recently, I have been struggling with this a lot. I wanted to share my thoughts, believing that I'll save you most of the suffering.

We are living in; thanks to dear Adam Smith, an era full of people divided and specialized in their areas of business. In the 19th century, this resulted in huge growth in the Victorian economy. However, the population was low, considered to the current period of time, back then.

What has changed? The increase of population caused an escalation in the workforce.

This meant you were not going to be the only one who has a speciality in that specific area any more, thus you will not be the only one competing for your dream job.

Bad news:

You are not the only one.

I'm not saying any of this to discourage you, I'm saying these because all of us should be aware of this reality if we are determined to get that job.

The word I'm using is “job” however, this is not only about business. It's the fundamental process of our lives.

Even if your dream job is your true passion, mine is, you are not the only one.

Think bigger, on a global level.

When I first realized this, I was so scared. Despite I had belief and confidence in myself, I thought “why should they choose me?”, “am I good enough?”, “I can't write anyway”, “why would they take me seriously?”, “in that much large amount of people, why would they choose to believe in me?”...

I told you I was going to be open, I am and I will be. Ad libitum.

I was making thousands of backup plans at once because I knew that I wasn't worthy enough.

Then I said to myself, “STOP!”.

“Those backup plans are not related to your true personality, genuine passion.”

If I chose to give up on that second, I knew that I would never forgive myself. Not in any way.

What was I going to do? I was going to improve and become the best version of myself. Relentless.

I was never going to give up, although thinking about how my life would be If I give up, made realize something invaluable. That life was not mine.

So, I made a decision about something I can have control over. It's a choice to put effort into something, it's also another choice not to.

If you are thinking something like “but I don't have time, there is this and this and...”, let me tell you something: there is always time if you are willing to create and spare that space in your schedule.

Most of you probably know this example, however, I truly wanted to include it so that those who don't know can learn and the others could remind themselves.

Why did I feel like I had to include this video? Because if that big golf balls he placed, in the beginning, have no relation to your passion, your purpose, and instead if they are the beer he poured lastly; it's a problem. Remember, I have published a post called “Silent Expectations”, loudly rejecting them. If your golf balls are made from those expectations, please stop this second.

And at some point, you won't be able to keep those answers inside without transforming them into your own reality. I couldn't and that's why you are here right now. My passion is reading my own mind into sentences, putting them into dimensions that are uniquely created, by my own mind.

What is your passion?

What is the thing that transforms you into a wildfire?

What is the thing that you feel the essence of creation and fuel, burning in your veins and spreading into your whole body?

I'm not myself when I'm writing. I feel I have these different dimensions in me, and I am being able to reach and touch all of them, at once. The outside world fades away because this is my own reality. It's like I have words passing through my veins, instead of blood. There is nothing else, making me feel this way. I feel my origins, my spirit. I feel, me. Each and every part of my existential being; life.

What makes you feel this way?

If you don't know yet, then you will have to discover.

And it's alright, no one finds their true passion over a night.

If you have checked the “C” section of my blog, there is a word I have created; “to journ”.

Because when you are walking on that journey, it's neither transporting nor travelling. It's taking those steps. Yet, “climbing” does not tell what I mean either. I needed a new word to express my feelings.

As I said,

So I did.

Dear reader, thank you for journing with me, thank you for standing next to me or letting me stand next to you when you are taking your steps.

It is invaluable.

I want you to know that I'm here, for you.

This page is built on journing together.

Let me conclude today's topic.

You might not be the only fish in the sea but you have a chance to ask for expertise.

You have a choice to not give up and work harder.

You have a choice to stop what you are doing if it's not the thing you want to become the best at.

You have a choice to choose your passion and take immediate action.

You have a choice to be the best.

Hope I see you soon,

Take care.