As 2013 comes to a close and 2014 peers over the horizon, I started thinking about my goals for the coming year.
My thoughts swirled…
So, you wanna do some dumb resolution thing for 2014?
No. That’s a bit tired.
OK, maybe write out your dreams for the coming year then…or your goals.
Well, which is it…dreams or goals?
I dunno. Who are we talking to?
Oh, so glad it was me talking and not you talking.
What were we talking about before we interrupted us?
The conversation between myself and myself got more strange (if that’s possible) so I continued it on Facebook. I asked if dreams were different from goals and, if so, how? Here’s a few of the responses. Continue reading “Dreams vs Goals”
I can remember where I was when I realized I was a project-driven artist.
My wife and I were having dinner at a local pub-estaurant we love and I was talking about how my day job as a corporate sales trainer was good, but not artistically fulfilling. Sure, I was thankful for the job, the pay and the people I worked with and the trainees I’d helped, but a part of me was needed a little nurturing.
That part wasn’t being fed or watered. I felt it inside me grasping for breath.
My wife mentioned that she thought we were ‘project people’. That is, we like to birth an idea, cultivate it until it can stand on its own and then release it and move onto the next project. Sales training was the opposite of that concept and though I enjoyed several parts of the job, I wanted more.
I wanted to contribute more. I wanted to see the process through. And I wanted it for myself.
That last part…the ‘for myself’ was probably the most difficult to come to peace with for me.
I was having lunch with my co-workers recently and we ended up talking about how shiny the floors are in our company’s bathrooms.
So right now you’re thinking two things: 1) How did that topic come up and/or 2) I’ve noticed that too and it’s disturbing.
You may even say to yourself (with a posh British accent) “why, on such a high-brow blog about creativity, is the author stooping to publish such low-brow humor?” You may never get an answer to that question.
Thus, we begin with #1…
#1 – Shiny Bathroom Floors
Shiny bathroom floors are upsetting, disturbing and borderline pornographic. If we can pick the finish for our printed photos, we should certainly be able to make a decree that all bathroom floors be standardized matte.
I love creating. I love those who create. I love the whole vibe from creative people.
This past weekend I got to do 24 Hour Plays, where a play is cast, written and performed all the course of 24 hours. Awesome and challenging. It was such a thrill to experience that creativity explosion with other writers, actors and directors (here’s my 24 Hour Play experience from last year).
On Monday, it was back to my day job which isn’t always creative. Like most day jobs, there’s a lot of redundancy, e-mailing, spreadsheets, meetings and numbers.
I love my day job.
I love that my employers know I’m a creative person and allow me to do creative things that benefit the company.
I love that my day job doesn’t rule my life–it simply borrows me for 1/3 of my Mondays thru Fridays.
I love that my day job fuels my creative projects like this blog or writing this book to help other creative people.
[box options]Today’s guest post is by producer Jason Mundok from the Wood Stove House. WSH produces creative projects such as house concerts, theater events, and a weekly performing arts podcast called Around the Wood Stove. You can also find Wood Stove House on Twitter.[/box]
I had a big birthday last year. I turned 40 in September. I’ve always been a milestone guy when it comes to birthdays, but not in a big party or expensive trip kind of way; more in the introspective and reflective kind of way. A few months before that birthday I had a few life changing experiences and made a few very important realizations.
I’ll save those stories for another post, but the result was significant soul searching, deep conversations with close friends, and finally a decision to leave my very comfortable, very well paid, and very uninspiring I.T. management job to start a business focused on the performing arts. Continue reading “Ch-ch-ch-ch Changes!”
In Day 1 you read a letter you wrote and then ripped the lie apart that you had a crappy life and nothing to offer. In Day 2, you wrote another letter and figured out just when you stopped working for yourself instead of just working for others.
At some point you fired yourself from your creativity and said ‘other people can make choices for me.”
If you could do anything you wanted, what would it be?
What’s keeping you from fulfilling your dream job?
It’s seems all the rage to talk about day jobs and dream jobs.
It’s a great discussion and I’m so glad people are discovering passions, dreams, and purpose. I love the whole Quitter thing (read more about it here), the ‘chase your dream’ mantra, and working hard to achieve a goal.