When I was growing up, I did not know what I wanted to be. but I knew what I didn’t want to be.
I knew for sure, that I didn’t want to be a teacher. Both my parents were teachers and I thought their life was boring.
Where my friend’s parents held “exciting” jobs (they were doctors, and engineers, owned a business or worked for the government). My parents went to school for the rest of their lives. ?
My lack of direction led to my biggest failure in life. I couldn’t pass the entrance exam to medical school. So clueless was I that I thought,
none of my friends will get through, as it is practically impossible to prepare for five subjects in a single day.
They all did. I was the only one who didn’t.
My friends wanted to become doctors. While I didn’t know what I wanted.
As life progressed, I stumbled through many professions, without much of a career goal. I followed a path I could see in front of me and took the opportunities as they arose.
But then, in my late fifties, I suddenly knew what I wanted to be.
I wanted to be a writer. Not just a writer, but an author of several books. But there was one tiny problem. My writing sucked.
But that minor detail didn’t stop me from becoming what I wanted to become. In mere four years, I became the author of four books.
Don’t underestimate the power of your desire. If your desire is strong enough, the universe bends it’s back to give you what you want.
But you got to know what you want.
Dolly Parton said, “Find out who you are and do it on purpose.”
It can’t be easier than that.