There is a sadness growing inside of me. Ever since I was young, I have always felt like I am here on the planet to do something big ...to make a big difference in the world. The sadness is coming from a place deep inside that knows that I have not accomplished this yet.
Over the last few yearrs, I came to the understanding that maybe my art is my big contribution to the world. In this deep feeling of sadness that has come upon me recently, though, I find myself feeling that maybe my art is not enough ...that maybe there is still something else, something bigger that I am here to contribute.
I am sad because I don't know what this something else is and because I don't know if I will have enough time to accomplish it before I die. And if my art is not what I am here to contribute, then what am I here for?
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