After a five month dry spell, and numerous botched attempts at a hundred different pieces of artwork, I FINALLY got my "sketch" on! Do not even ask me how I conjured it up - I have no answer. Up since 4.45am, my attempts at willing myself back to sleep did not work (surprise, surprise), and so I instead decided to give it one more try (if this didn't work, I was packing away my pencils for a good few months). And somehow, a picture drew itself. I was so absorbed, that I didn't even notice what was taking shape, till two hours later and I sat back to rub my stiff neck...and then I gazed at it in stunned amazement. Literally.
It took me a good few minutes to consolidate the fact that I had drawn this picture (and a good few turns of staring at my led stained finger tips and then at the page before me), till I promptly went ahead and thanked God for giving me such a wonderful gift - I may be the greatest clutz this side of the hemisphere, am probably retarded (not the good kind) when faced with numbers, and have the uncanny ability of injuring myself every time I step into a kitchen...but God certainly made up for those bugs by writing in some pretty brilliantly coded talents.
So, while I may never understand why I'm not a number whiz like my mother or a charismatic leader like my father, today's epiphany made me realise that I'm still my own version of concentrated awesomeness - when you stop trying so hard to be what they want you to be, and instead concentrate on being who you are, it all begins to make sense.
Life Lesson #3321:
Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself ~ George Bernard Shaw
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