**This week's Fearless Friday's installment is a day late due to some technical difficulties on the author's part. My apologies. And enjoy!**
I was talking with my 17-yr old cousin yesterday and we
ended up on the topic of making things. I told her that it's great to be
creative and how I love to make things. Her reply was "Being creative is
boring." Then she went back to playing on her smartphone, listening to
music, texting her friends and checking Facebook. Ah, to be young in this time
and age.
Commodore 64 - ancient! |
When I was her age, I didn't have an ipad or a cell phone.
There was no Facebook, not even myspace. What I had was an imagination and creative
soul. I was creating my own scripts for games on my first home computer
(Commodore 64), making my own playlists on cassettes, painting designs on my
jeans, making my own bracelets and hair accessories and writing. Back then in
the 80's, things weren't so readily easy to get and I think it gave kids a deep
appreciation for being creative and independent when it came to having hobbies.
Having a hobby offered me a way to channel that creative
side of me and it offered me an escape from stress. Being creative and having a
hobby helped me to discover my talents. Honestly, having a hobby or two keep me
sane. As we get older, it's even more needed. We have a job, a family to care
for, rent to pay, etc. Having a hobby allows us some time for ourselves. Many
of us spend so much time taking care of others or focusing on things outside of
ourselves so having a hobby gives us that ME time that we need and deserve.
Having a hobby will also put you out in the world more in
different capacities outside of your normal routine and life. You will make new
connections and have new experiences. Having a hobby could even make you really
see your life's calling and cause you to embrace a career change. It helps you
to get in tune with your inner self and what you love to do. It helps clear
your mind and calm your nerves. Having a hobby is a spirit booster. It'll bring
you joy.
My dad, taking a self-portrait using a mirror |
As a kid growing up, I used to watch my dad in awe. He was
the Hobby King. The man had a new hobby every other week! But later on, I
realized that they were all related. My dad was great with his hands and had a
sharp eye for detail. So whether he was
building model airplanes, putting together computers, building a book shelf, at
the rifle range, shooting at targets or taking pictures with his 35mm camera,
he was engaging in hobbies that used his great talents. My dad was very old
school. He believed he should be the one to go out and work while my mom stayed
at home and cared for my brother and I. So he worked very long hours. When he
came home, his hobbies allowed him time for himself and gave him joy.
A hat I crocheted for my niece |
I thrived on that notion about hobbies. When I was presented
the chance to play an instrument in junior high school, I decided to learn how
to play the flute. To this day, I still play the flute. It’s a great hobby of
mine that clears my mind. The music soothes my soul. One day, while visiting my
aunt in Florida about 10 years ago, I saw her crocheting and after watching her
for a little while, I was intrigued. I asked her to teach me how to crochet. I’ve
been crocheting ever since and especially love to make hats, bags and scarfs.
When I am riding the NYC subway, I love to put on my headphones, listen to some
Public Enemy or Amy Winehouse and crochet something. Something about the
process clears my mind and then the finished product just makes me proud of my
gift. I, too, like my dad, am great with my hands and have a sharp eye. I love to take pictures like he did and my love for travel allows me to take pictures and document my adventures. I have many hobbies I love, which made me discover that I have the gift of
being able to make things. I discovered that I am truly a DIY-type of person
and it brings me such joy.
However, my greatest hobby ended up showing me what my true
calling is. I have always been a writer since I was able to put a pencil to a
sheet of paper. It was a way for me to express myself and share thoughts that I
was not ready to expose to the world. Despite many detours and bumps on my life’s
journey, my writing always remained constant. It took a major shift in my life
for me to see that writing is what I should be doing. And here I am. I have a
short story being published in an anthology that will be released in November.
I am writing my own book. And I have my own blog as well as having written for
other blogs, such as this one. And I am just beginning! If that isn’t proof that a hobby can lead you to
your calling, I don’t know what is.
A pic I took of the CN Tower in Toronto |
So I ended my conversation yesterday with my teenage cousin,
telling her that she needs to get a hobby. It doesn't have to be a major
creative thing where she is making something grand. Not everyone is meant to
create a fashion line, write novels, make jewelry or create fantastic works of
art. But you never know...a hobby can lead to something wonderful. It can lead
to you to further learn about yourself, push your boundaries and honestly, keep
you sane. And hopefully, one day she
will see that being creative is her birthright and certainly not
"boring".
I remember what my dad said to me once regarding choosing a
hobby:
“What do you LOVE to do? Whatever it is, embrace that and do it as much
as you can. It doesn’t matter if it’s collecting bottle caps or writing poetry.
If it is something you love, it is who YOU are.”
Some people go their whole lives without doing
what they love. And like I said before, who knows? A hobby may lead you to
discover your true calling. And while you’re on that journey, a hobby will at
least make you smile and give you some joy. That, in itself, is a beautiful
thing.
So what do YOU love to do?
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