I was reading a new book recently, The Light of Paris, by Eleanor Brown, when a question popped up from the main character, the protagonist, Madeleine, who asked: How is it possible things that are so important to us when we are young somehow fade away?
The question stopped me in my tracks, left me lingering on that page for quite awhile. Madeleine was already a full chapter ahead of me before I could even think of following her. Wow, what a question this character has presented to me!
Why do we forget that which ignited our souls when we were young? Why do we forget to pursue the art classes we loved, the dancing we swore we would never stop, the songs we wanted to sing before our years were done? All these passions that fueled our youth with dreams of possibilities, were they perhaps trampled by the heavy years of adulthood?
I turn again to my friend Madeleine who told me, ‘It’s so easy for those dreams to get run over by other people’s ideas about what we should do, or to be eroded, little by little, by the day-to-day drudgery of living, or to lose heart when faced with the long, hopeless struggle between where we are and who we want to be.”
I believe, we become so busy living, we forget to examine how in fact we are living. The quality of our soul is fueled and cared for by our passions, whether that be writing, painting, drawing, sculpturing, to name but a few. The important message is to find something you love, and do it, just do it, daily if you can!
I will close with Madeleine’s words: Do this forever. If this makes you happy, do this forever. Do the thing that feeds your soul and don’t let anyone else tell you that you are broken because of it.