I am a trekkie.
I’m a Trekkie. Have been my whole life. Yes, and I’m one of those crazy ones who goes ballistic when you cross a Star Wars and a Star Trek reference [physically grits teeth].
Nevertheless, being a Trekkie makes me aspire to a Universe like the one I saw. (minus The Borg, of course). The main part of this is that everyone, gets to pursue whatever the hell they want. Without the burden of having to earn actual dollars for human essentials like housing and food, people could spend their focus on the creative, artistic, and scientific endeavors. As a result, we learned a lot more and people did things out of love instead of fear and everything could be sought with an open heart and mind. As it stands the bulk of most people’s waking hours are spent working to pay for where they live and what they eat. Anyone lucky enough for that work to also be something they love is indeed rare. I want people doing what they love for a living the norm rather than the exception.
It is my truest hearts desire to see people in the right role, doing the work that fulfills them. When I see someone happy and productive, I want to weep with joy because that’s what it means to live! I love seeing people happy and getting what they need and giving back and happy. There’s so little of that in the world! Even here in the U.S. where people are blessed enough to pursue so many dreams. I feel like I was a casting director in a past life.
There’s no moral to this story, this post. It’s just, that’s why I write. To give others permission to pursue meaningful work. I think I would actually be happier than they would be for them to find their calling! That could mean less money, less status, moving to a new place, or even reinventing one’s self entirely. That’s fine. No judgment. I don’t judge others because of the gaping holes in my own personality and I don’t think you should either. It’s about finding meaningful work, not looking good on paper. If I can help people find where they belong, I swear I’ll die happy.
