Have you ever done something unexpectedly amazing — cooked the best fish curry, reverse parked into a tiny space, remembered all the lyrics to a song you loved 10 years ago, written the perfect poem, won a contest, saved money for the holiday of your dreams?
Now what if nothing unexpectedly amazing ever happens again?
When instead of hard work, expertise, practice or talent — you give luck all the credit — you set yourself up to believe that maybe you don’t have what it takes. I’m saying ‘you’ but really I mean ‘me’.
Out of the several things I seems to worry about, this is one of my darkest, niggling fears. What if the words won’t find me anymore? What if all my best poems have already been written? What if there isn’t a second book or a new goal to work towards? What if?
And then while I was stuffing my face with the most delicious Phad Thai, P simply said — “Action should drive desire” and not the other way around. And just like that, it all became a little bit clearer.
Wouldn’t it be great if I was consumed by action and not worry?