One of the hardest things to do in life, I’ve discovered, is staying FUCKING motivated.
Few of us are born with silver spoons. And most of us weren’t born with a gah damn spoon at all.
We’re from the dirt. We’re from the muck.
No guidance. No map.
Just a shit load of trauma to process through with other traumatized mufuckers.
Hence, why it’s hard to stay motivated – inspired – confident – and energized. When you’re trying to make something out of less than nothing just getting UP can feel daunting.
The past couple months have been especially tough for the kid. I’m out in this world (been traveling abroad for a little over a year now) trying to figure this life shit out one day at a time, and I don’t always have the energy to keep going.
But stopping isn’t an option, so I keep swimming. And practice gratefulness.
Every motivational video, meme, and article you come across talks about the importance of being grateful..
but it’s never as easy as it sounds, is it?
Especially in the face of your everyday circumstances.
To be grateful for having a roof over your head, food in your stomach, people that love you, material wealth, success in your career—nothing ever seems like enough.
For whatever reason, human is wired to worry. Wired to complain. Wired to think and joy are just around the corner.
But that’s not how life works. It’s an empty pursuit.
I’ve come to understand that life, largely, is about riding waves.
I speak often about swimming because that’s how life feels.. like a constant battle to stay afloat. But one can’t swim ceaselessly without burning out. Our energy is finite.
There comes a time when we have to hop on our board and coast. Coast for as long as we can before we crash and have swim to the next jawn.
Surfing is exhilarating.
Surfing, or riding the wave, is the happiness and joy we’re all in constant pursuit of, but naturally, it’s fleeting. Waves aren’t constant. They rise and fall. This is the nature of life. There will be amazing, awesome, soul-shifting highs. And there will be tough, exhausting, soul-crushing lows. The rub is, and always will be, finding balance.
The problem most of us suffer from in regards to finding balance lies in our inability to make decisions. We don’t know which direction swim, so we just be out here maneuvering aimlessly. But not every path is the same. We can easily end up in still water. Or in some choppy ass turbulent shit.
Whereas the most fulfilling paths lead to EPIC waves—
—the shits you can really ride and enjoy for a while. But these kinds of waves are deeply tied to understanding our purpose. Understanding how we tick, what gets us going, and what feeds us.
Though the path to our epic wave differs from person to person, finding it is the most necessary pursuit there is. It’s a journey to self-discovery.
In this digital age, it’s easy to be sidetracked—to have our consciousness hijacked. We crave things we don’t really need and want things not meant for us because the next man has it.
Your epic wave may be raising a family and being a superstar parent. Somebody else’s may be rocking stages and having millions of people scream their name, or sharing wisdom, or healing, or teaching, or playing fucking Call of Duty.
Whichever the case, all that matters is that we discover it, and do it as FUCK. Like do the hell out of it. Make it our purpose.
Swimming aimlessly without highs will only lead to some form of death. Energy is finite and life is long, so it’s paramount we find the things that keep us going. That excites us. That speaks to our spirit.
I know it’s getting increasingly tough to navigate. Our waters clouded. The world is changing around us at a ridiculous ass rate. And on a fundamental level, most of us, particularly the sensitive, are resisting this change. We don’t know where to place ourselves. Many of us genuinely don’t know what to do, so we just go on existing, letting life pass us by. Treading for as long as we can.
I don’t have any answers. I’m struggling with the idea myself. I’m swimming through extremely choppy water, and as a result my emotional body is all over the gah damn place. But I’m trying. I like to believe I’m moving towards my epic wave. No, I KNOW I’m moving towards my epic wave.. because I’ve taken the time to discover what makes me tick, gets me going, and feeds me via process of elimination.
It all comes back to the importance of DOING.
If I have any advice, it’s to constantly do and try new things.
Since graduating from college, I’ve been doing every fucking thing. I’ve worked in a cubicle, been a camp counselor, an educator, an organizer, ran a mildly successful blog with friends, written scripts, been a rapper, a designer, an illustrator, an urban planner, an event planner, a traveler/ digital nomad, an entrepreneur—I’ve casted my net far and fucking wide just trying to figure out what it is that I GENUINELY like. Trying to find a path that feels good and that speaks to my soul. And because I’ve taken the time to get my experience up in a variety of areas, the list of shit I want to do has gotten smaller and more focused.
So if you’re truly interested in finding your purpose. In discovering yourself. In riding that epic wave.. do the work.
Take the leaps.
And have FUN.
Only the best surfers get to ride the big waves. And the only way to become a dank surfer is to try and fail over and over again.