If you've been following along, you know well by now that well over a year ago, I packed my bags and took off on a world tour. I booked a series of one-way tickets with about 3 months carved out for round-the-world travel... which turned into about a year and a half of travel. In fact, I'm writing to you from Bali, Indonesia right now.
Before I set sail on a global mission, I worked a job with a regular commute from 8AM to 5PM with a 401k and all that jazz. When I quit... I was absolutely terrified. I thought, who am I? What the f*ck am I doing? What am I chasing, seeking, trying to accomplish? The answer, nothing. I was simply doing nothing. I wanted to stop trying. I wanted to LIVE, to be completely & utterly in the moment, to tune in so deep inside myself that I'd never question my motives or decisions ever again. I wanted to do what I craved and scratch every itch I ever had. I wanted to surf, walk, stretch, sleep, make out, write, paint, and every little thing in between that made me feel alive and wild. I was angry about that little joke life plays on all of us, telling us to chase our passions to end up married to a desk, mortgage, and car payment. No thank you.
I'm not here to preach about rejecting the status quo, what I want to talk about is what happens on the other side of really, truly, purely chasing what you love with every ounce of energy you can possibly muster.
Let me be the first to tell you that whatever it is you want to be, do, or love - is not as far away as you think it is. Not even at all. The question is, are you willing to trust yourself enough to even try? I had to throw myself out of airplanes, paddle into big waves, and repel off cliffs to force myself to trust myself before I could possibly trust the world & all the people in it. I'm not suggesting to do what I did, but I would suggest finding some sort of inner dialogue with yourself so that when fear looks you straight in the eye and tells you it is going to devour you, you know how to bark back...
Next, judgment. Oh, sweet f*cking judgment. Are you willing to be judged, hit with stones, lose "friends" and be told by people and places that you are not doing it right? This little thing alone will make you tuck so tightly into a little hole and never come out if you are not ready to be daring, provocative, and bold... Be ready to get totally shit on. It sounds horrible, but trust me, it's one of the most detoxifying moments you'll ever come to. The real, the raw, the loyal, and the trustworthy will also reveal themselves in blinding light. Cling to those good souled mother fuckers.
Practice does not make perfect. You're never going to be perfect, you're never going to think your art, photo, work, creation is ever good enough. That hunger you always had just to spend more time on it will be eating you alive by now. You'll be living, dwelling, and consumed by your work and you'll never have been happier. You will ride the wave of perpetual evolution and realize as you fall in love with process, you're finally doing it right. You'll slowly start to realize that every day is a creation, a blank canvas with your blood, sweat, and tears painting the way into your future.
This, this is the moment you become a creator.
Oh, and when you see someone copying you & your shit, congratulations. Don't ever look back.