HEART CRY. OUR SOCIETY HAS TURNED TO THE WRONG DIRECTION. PART 1

Every day I am bombarded by posts from different social networks that describe the scenario of "How I gave up loathsome work, set out on a yearly journey to Asia, started drawing, photographing, writing, and, most importantly, finally rediscovered myself".

It seems to me that such kind of posts imposes on us completely false paradigms; as if travelling is better than daily life, hobby is better than work, etc.

I'm afraid that in a couple of years after coming back from the yearly trip across Asia, the author of the post will find himself in the same cramped little flat in his town in the central part of the country. Outside the window, it will be frosty and snowy and our author will have no money, possibly no work and certainly no earnings made on photography and writing. Over and above the pictures from Goa or Samui will cause a feeling of sadness, disappointment and bitterness.

It seems to me that the authors of these posts (as it accords to my observations, 99% of them are women) make a number of dangerous mistakes in their reasoning and conclusions.

1. I need to abandon the hated work and do what my soul has been in since childhood: drawing, dancing, photography, music, writing.

All of us, with no exception, enjoyed doing something creative in the childhood - drawing on the walls, sculpting funny figurines from a breadcrumb and, of course, dancing.

But think, why do we eventually work as engineers, accountants or sales managers?

Maybe the reason is that between "I liked it in childhood" and "I am really gifted" lies an abyss?

The ones who attended music school in the class of "pianoforte" in childhood (these are 70 percent among the girls I know ) rarely continue to study music. They realized that it takes too much effort to become one of a million mediocre musicians. Nether they could become brilliant musicians taking into account the level of their natural talent. And these are the ones who started to pursue their music hobby in early childhood.

Are you 30 now? And do you think that you have a chance to become an outstanding photographer, artist or writer, just like this, immediately, without 10 years of painful work and training? Might I find out why? Have you suddenly discovered in yourself a talent that must be better than Picasso? Oh well!

Or are you still ready to start training at 30 and reach a more or less professional level until you become 40? And on what earnings are you going to live on all this time?

There is also a third option - you do not want to become outstanding. You want to become a "mere" artist/photographer/writer.

Well, in this case, maybe it is better to stay "just an accountant." What difference does it make?

TO BE CONTINUED...