Doing something you love

Why should we do something we love as opposed to doing anything tolerable that pays the bills?

Because after a while you will resent the power that tolerable job has over you in terms of the hours it takes out of your life, the effort you put in where you don't get anything other than money back (a mere pittance at that).
Because there has got to be more to life than that.
Because there is too much misery in the world as it is.
Because people are too materialistic and status-oriented as it is.
Because not everyone was made to be perpetually busy in something that does not add anything to their lives because money in itself does not motivate them.
Because God or the universe made you specially to perform a vital role in the transformation of the universe from a hellish place of chaos and suffering to one of enlightenment.

I could go on and on with many reasons but the fact is, there are an infinite number of reasons for why we could and indeed should pursue our dream occupation.

In my case, I have tried my sincerest hardest to be the kind of person who is acceptable to others; mainly family and loved ones because life is too short to impress absolutely everyone.

Could it be possible that in my well-intentioned desire to please my family that I have denied my true self?

Life after university was a struggle between being myself and following my dreams and pleasing others and keeping up appearances. It is hard enough getting out of bed in the mornings as I am not a morning person but to do it with the intention of making others proud of you is a recipe for disaster!

This is the reason why I hopped from job to job in the three years since I graduated from university. I took on jobs that sounded good and supposedly had a good future only to find that I felt like a prisoner waiting for the day and the hour I would be released from my cell of lacklustre surroundings that desensitised me to the vibrance and life out there in the big wide world. I quit perfectly good jobs because they paid very little and did not offer opportunities for advancement when deep down all I want from life isn't to keep on moving and evolving and becoming something outside of me. No, I want to stay exactly where I am externally while the journey inside of me would take me to many different realisations.

I want to be the caterpillar who spins herself into a chrysalis cocoon and waits patiently. Developing, nurturing, incubating, transforming silently while mosquitoes and other flies fly frantically by, while busy bees buzz here and there creating honey. I want to be the caterpillar who does not care that others are economically active, proving themselves to each other all the time, I want to be outside of this race. I want to go through my journey at my own pace, doing my own thing until one day I am ready to break out of that chrysallis and emerge as a beautiful creature ready to fly and take its place in a world of winged creatures who must fly no matter what.

I don't want to be looked down on for having weak wings all my life when all I'm doing is trying to be just like everyone else and failing at it. I don't want to be looked down on for being a wingless caterpillar either but it is something I must accept if I have any chance in hell of ever becoming a butterfly.