I believe that there is something to be said for those who risk everything for what they want, they throw a certain amount of caution to the wind and jump in and hope for the best. I think often times we settle in and call that love of the game. A certain apathetic, copacetic, boring love for what we’ve come to know as normal. Sure you’ve been hired to do what you once loved to do but do you continue to love it and do you rise out of your slumber with eagerness and anticipation for the day?
This is crucial to business and your relation to it, comparing the level of work to satisfaction will tell you whether you should be doing what you do. What kind of risk requires you to walk out of a job to follow your dreams or do what you long to do? Maybe the question is really what fuels risk. What makes the cognitive cogs of your gray matter decide that you should be doing something else with your time and talent? What forces the figurative hand of fate that makes you change your life and begin to risk it all for what you love to do? How does that fuel and risk align with your priorities and obligations in life? Should certain things be set aside for your dream of loving what you do? Does money count for anything while comparing the risk vs. rewards?
Some might say that in the end if you love what you do no amount of money can change that. Is that true? Are you willing to live by that simplistic rule? Does it apply to every situation? Some might even say that as long as you’re paying the bills you’re doing enough, do what you love after-hours.
When you’re sitting in the car stuck in traffic or at home staring at the television and thinking about your life, are you happy with it? Have you taken risk for what you love to do? What fuels you to take those small risks everyday?
Obviously (in my opinion) risks should be carefully weighed and options compared upon multiple times before choices are executed. You should consider taking small daily steps toward what you love, never compromising those whom you care for or care for you.
Maybe you’ve been thinking about taking that next step, the big plunge, but you’ve been waiting for something better to come or something to make it easier for you. The truth is nothing will truly help you make that decision or make it easier. That’s the risk, you may fail, you may be wrong, hell, you might even lose what you’ve worked for. But one thing is for sure you will usually come out a better person for it. You need to decide if those negative possibilites are worth becoming a better person no matter what the loss or gain could be.
Maybe the question isn’t what to risk or even when to risk but do you have what it takes to risk anything at all?
Maybe that’s what that statement meant, that at some point a certain amount of causality (i.e. suffering) will spur our ability to risk and change our own lives.
Will we, can we change? Is it worth it?
