As an artist, it can be a challenge to maintain a self-discipline that allows us to not only keep our skills and talents sharp, but to actually improve upon them — or even lean into mastery.
When I was young, I had a dream of performing my music in front of a sea of people. I may have been about 12 years old. It was just me, under a spotlight, holding a guitar, a microphone was on a stand in front of me. I don’t know what song I may have been about to sing, but it felt good to be there.
“Tradeoffs imply that to get really great at a few things, you have to accept being mediocre at a lot more.”
Maybe it’s just that time of year again, but I find that existential curiosities abound in the darker, shorter days of wintertime. I look at the world, and see that the majority of the dominant species seem intent on self-termination, while an increasingly awake and aware collective is emerging that might save us all from ourselves. I wonder, where do I fit in to all this? Why am I here? Who am I… really?