How does one choose between their teachings and their desires?
That is the question that plagues me every day of my existence just about.
Yes, I love kids. Yes, I love helping people.
But.
No, I do not love being a therapist.
No, I do not love being cooped up in a room all day.
I need air.
I need creativity.
I need movement.
Yes, if I follow through with this route, there is potential in me doing well...in doing what I set out to do.
But haven't I already accomplished what I set out to do anyways?
I came here to figure out how something like thatcould have happened to me.
And I have figured it out.
But things happened during that process that I had never thought possible.
I found myself.
I realized what creativity I had within me.
I recognized the pull that I had towards beautiful things of old.
Towards making people happy by pleasing their stomachs and taste buds.
I became more me than I ever thought possible.
So....which one wins out? Rational thinking or the obsure and unknown?
Please tell me the latter.
