Do What You Love

How many times have you seen those words? Do what you love seems simple enough. Do what you love and the money will follow. Any one saying, hello, I’m tired of craning my neck backward looking for the money.
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However, stories abound of someone doing something they love and making tons of money. Hockey players spring to my mind. I love to watch the game of hockey. I enjoyed the speed, the physical contact, and the dynamics of teamwork, which play out during the game. I admit envy. Play a game and make millions.
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Does it follow, then that I should learn the game, join a team, do what I love and make millions. Sorry folks, one body check… no not even that, one turn up and down the ice, and I would have to be medi-vac to a near by hospital.
I don’t love it that much!
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Why does something so simple, do what you love, prove to be so difficult?
People wait all their lives   for retirement, to go out and do what they love.
Others ignore the whole philosophical gambit content to stay within the confines of their comfort zone. Some question the veracity of the statement. Many, caught up in the rush of their lives think about it, not at all.
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If you know me, have any sense of what I am about, you know that I prefer to tilt at windmills, slay 3 dragons before breakfast, and wrestle with the big questions the rest of the day. I get myself into trouble just to see how I extricate myself. So pondering this little gem, do what you love, twists the grey matter.
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So, ask the questions. If you find what you love, will the money invariable follow? Do we really understand what we love to do, or do we have fairyland ideas of what we love to do?  If we really, honestly, understood what we loved would that make a difference? How do you find out what that love is?
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I’ll give you a personal example of this process.
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I love to cook. In my youth, I often made supper because, Mum worked late and Dad didn’t have a clue, and the ages of my three younger sisters disqualified them. voila΄, default setting, I prepare supper.
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I loved to cook so much, had no other idea of what I wanted to be when I grew up, so naturally I pursued a career as a chef. Big mistake. Take the glamour of the television shows away, my idea of travelling all over the world, then confront me with the day to day drudgery of a professional kitchen, and reality sets in. I love to cook, but only for family and friends in an intimate setting when I want to. End of career as a chef.
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Does that invalidate the theory?
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I don’t think so.
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Let me explain, but first a little detour.
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I read extensively. Everyone should. If I ruled the world, I’d expect 5 book reports from every citizen over the age of 6, every month! Yes, they could even be romance novels.
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While I sat reading recently, a book called, “The Magic of Provence, Pleasures of Southern France” by Yvone Lenard I discovered a story that illustrated the truth behind, do what you love.
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A character in the book dreamed of restoring a ruin in Provence. He scours the countryside without luck. Then one day, his friends fed up with his early morning calls on the weekends to go house hunting, decided to find his ruin to restore. They did. He restored what amounted to a sheep shed with upstairs living quarters into a beautiful home featured in Architectural Digest.
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That got him thinking. Since he couldn’t live in the house year round why not rent it out for the times he was away. He tapped into a pent up demand in North American and began to get clients.
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His success got him thinking again. He loved hunting for antiques. During this time, the countryside brimmed with treasures waiting to be discovered. He decided to incorporate renting out the house with tours of the all the antique markets of Provence. He hit a gold mine.
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He couldn’t believe people paid him to do what he loved. He became so successful he started to rent out homes of other friends just to keep up with demand.
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I spied a lesson.
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First off, this fellow never focused on the money. He just did what he loved.
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I hear you yelling. “But the money’s important, I can’t do what I love, if I don’t have the money to do it.”
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Catch 22. The puzzle is inside of me and I am inside the puzzle.
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Now let us slay some dragons.
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I call what I discovered in myself “keys”. Keys unlock things. When you unlock things, something is presented to view. Not   new things necessarily. Maybe they are old things, long forgotten that open like   flowers when rediscovered.
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I want to send you off to tilt at windmills. I love company.
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What are your keys? I want you to find three of them. When you find them, I want you to focus on them so that you never loose them. Make judgements using your keys. Do what you love, and remember what happened to Lot’s wife: don’t look back.
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Try this:
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Make a list of everything you love to do. This could take a few days.
Type the list out if you must so it is easy to read. Use a big font. Make your love real in words. Don’t be afraid to scribble out ones you don’t have worded quite right, and attempt to word them as close to the truth of the love you are trying describe. If you find the exercise easy, go back and dig deeper. Question yourself on each love. What is it about that, that I love? Can I describe it better? Have I really captured exactly what that love is?
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Once you are satisfied with your list, read it over several times. Have you left anything out?
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Good. Think on each item and ask yourself how long that has been a love. Have you always loved to knit or did you recently take knitting up to make sweaters for the grandkids. Ask yourself, would I be able to do this everyday and still love it. Begin to eliminate items from your list. I want you to get down to three items. They will probably be things that you have come back to repeatedly over the span of your life.
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Those three items are your keys.
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I’ll share mine. I love to read, I have from the very day I could string words into sentences and then into stories. I love to write because I have a need to share the glory of this life on earth and, to express to you what moves me, and I love food because it is the fuel we burn to live and a conduit to friendship and love.
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What are your three keys? If you find them and want to share them, send me an email at grimshawe@telus.net.
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Have a beautiful summer morning,
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Nick
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