I came across a good smack-in-the-face post this morning, and I’m using it to wake up. Now.
I’ve been aiming for different degrees; for 6 months away, and for 10+ years away. But right now, I am focusing on an entirely attainable goal: my life in 2 years.
I want to be living somewhere other than Portland. Somewhere that it’s warm and sunny all year round. I want to make my living off of my wits and my creativity, instead of my charisma or my sweat.
In two years time, I want to spend lots of time playing chess and reading fiction. I want to teach my kids new board games and how to read. I want to take long walks with my wife as we marvel over how lucky our lives have become.
I want to be effortlessly wealthy. Not rich, not a millionaire, not yet. I just want to have enough income to satisfy my basic needs and then some. And I don’t want to have to hustle for money all the time; I want it to just come in, easily.
I want to spend time creating, regularly. Whether its writing, or performance, or visual art, or ideation, I want to MAKE. And I want that to be my primary vocation.
I see myself with a laboratory of sorts, a small crowded room that houses all of my experiments and crafts. A workshop where I can create.
I see myself doing yoga every day, enjoying my exceptional level of fitness, and spending time with a large group of friends.
We talk about books we are all reading, and creative ventures we work on together. I want to join a community of artists and creatives, and make something bigger than all of us.
In two years time, I don’t know how this will happen, but that is what I’m aiming for.
Wow, so inspiring…now to write 🙂
I remember when I hit this moment, I remember being there, writing down what my life as a remarkable person would look like. Looking forward to see what you put together, Caelan. Print this post and paste it somewhere you will be forced to see it. Good luck on your very own revolution, bud. 🙂