Who we are. We are who? Who are we?

     Do what you love, and love what you do. Maybe it should be said in reverse - Love what you do, and do what you love. Majority of the time we complain about the things and events that occur in our lives and we end up complaining about complaining itself, and complain about how we hate complaining but do it anyways. Venting is one thing, complaining is another. So many of us are stuck in between thoughts and struggles that dreaming becomes a fantasy and the pursuit becomes nothing more than a hero's journey filled with misfortunate foreshadowings.

     I complain. There's no need to lie about such a thing. I admit, I'm guilty of it. And it's so easy to go back to that state of complaining, of sulking, of feeling defeated, of not caring. I don't think we forget, we just choose to look away. Is it okay do that? Ignorance is bliss, but for how long? Can ignorance lead to happiness? What is happiness? Is happiness something we dwell in? Something we become? Somewhere we belong? Something/where we can even obtain? Is it only something to have in front of us to keep us going? What is it and who are we within it?

     Happiness.  I believe that Happiness has character. People say one must chase after Happiness to obtain it. Why can't it chase us instead? I think happiness is more than an emotion, more than a place, more than an identity. It lives and chooses its host. Some say that luck is with the well and prepared. If you're prepared for the worst, if you're capable of making healthy choices, then luck will be on your side. That makes it sound like luck is not just made by one's decisions, but Luck chooses who gets lucky or not. Maybe Happiness is the same way. Maybe if we are someone who Happiness could trust and depend on, Happiness will choose us.

     It's a given that we get obstacles to overcome. So what if the phrase, "Do what you love, and love what you do" was intended to be said, read, and told backwards - Love what you do and do what you love. There's a beauty is every thing, situation, one. Yes, there's a specific talent given to each person, but sometimes Life happens. We are given jobs that we are not suited for. We are put into situations we don't like. We are forced to take classes we don't want to be in. However, reality is.... we are in it. We have to deal with it. Maybe we have to find the love, the joy, the beauty in what we do, and THEN we're able to do what we love. Makes sense in my head. But who knows, I might be thinking this whole thing completely wrong and taking a longer route around the mountain. Or maybe I'm right and I'll arrive at the top faster to look over the horizon as the sun decides to set.

"Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be so hard, oh take me back to the start."

A little encouragement to help push through the week.

Patience and Perseverance.