For the last couple of years, I've been reading more and more about wealth building. I've always had big hopes and dreams -- but I've never had the circumstances in place to dedicate myself to an idea for long enough to realize the full potential (or failure) of a given idea to learn from the experience.
That's a weak excuse and only six months ago I would have immediately corrected my mindset to a more positive perspective. And to some extent, I feel myself doing it internally as I type. I don't want to believe -- or even allow myself to believe for a short time -- that I don't have what it takes to push through to the big idea that's finally going to click in all the right places.
The cold hard facts show a pattern of getting excited about something and diving in head first, going strong for a week or two, then always get halted by something. Life happens. I tell myself, "You can take care of this issue, and then you'll be right back to work on your latest idea... this is the one."
But... life has a way of taking longer than you expect. One little distraction easily becomes two, and next thing you know... it's been almost three weeks since you touched your big idea. By then, my passion is always gone and I struggle to pick back up where I left off.
My rational mind quickly observes the obvious: "This wasn't your true passion. If you were passionate about something, it would show. You'd have the burning desire to make it happen no matter what you have to do."
There Are Too Many Awesome Things.
There are so many things that interest me. I could read for days at a time about random subjects that I stumble across online while searching for a totally unrelated subject... I'm sure everyone has been there once or twice.
I see things that are interesting and new. I feel the urge to explore it and learn it inside and out. I read all I can about the subject and I feel like I could take on the world. Silly I know. But deep down I'm a dreamer and a big dreamer at that... I have something big to offer; my guts know this to be true. I just have to figure out what, exactly.
Why can't I back away from everything - every distraction of life; and spend some time soul-searching for my perfect contribution to the world?
My passion is a moving target. I can only keep shooting and hope I hit myself right in the target some day.
