Great view. But when does my wifi kick in?
How do you do it, Edmonton? How do you make time for your passions?
Not that this website is the greatest thing in forever to come along and rock your world, but I’m pushing hard and going to bed too late. I also was writing for the website last week, while vacationing in Ontario. If I had a Blackberry I’d have been writing from the limo at the wedding of my good friends.
I know that Sally is also squeezing the edmontonian into all minutes of her free time. We also have people sending us photos and stories.
Why am I giving up beautiful sleep for this?
I was once asked, by a seemingly crazy lady, how to take a passion, a love of creating art, from a part-time or free time endeavour to her whole life.
I say she was seemingly crazy since this conversation happened downtown, between two strangers, at 9pm on a very cold night. My “stranger danger” alarms had me scanning Churchill Square for escape routes.
She was sick of working all week and trying to find time to work on her art, her passion. I assumed her to be a painter since she held one small painting in a cold hand. I figured, at that point, the best answer was to say you stick with your passion and if it was meant to be you would find a way to make it your everyday. If it was something you loved you would find it no problem to give up your free time.
I don’t know if that is the answer. I do feel that if there’s something you love, something that you feel passionate about or some kind of art that you’re good at, you have to do it. You have to give up your free time and you have to find time between 40-hour-a-week jobs and bills and family and other committments.
Too often, I’ll bet, people give up their dreams, both big and small because they get sidetracked or they fall into a groove of job-home-job-home-job… Too often, as well, we sit around and complain about how badly other people are doing things.
This website is my chance to shake creative and newsy thoughts out of my head and it’s my chance to complain about what others are doing by doing something myself. If I don’t like what’s out there I better do something better here.
I don’t know where that woman with her long scarf and her painting went, and I don’t know if she’s still struggling to find time to create. I do know I want to bump into her again.
I want to tell her that any time she puts into creating something is better than going to bed early and complaining about the crap others put out, or the amazing things you could have done with a little more time. You have to make the time.
