by Allie Owens Crockett
There’s nothing like the imagination of a child. I remember being asked in kindergarten and again when I was nearing high school graduation. What did I want to be? Well, something of the sort. And oh how my answer has varied over that stretch of time.
Once upon a time, I thought I might like to be a Veterinarian. When it became clear that I would become responsible for administering shots to sweet little puppies and kittens, my interest wilted. Other than that small diversion, I have always been undeniably drawn to the arts. I used to see commercials for Welch’s grape juice, or Manwich or whatever, and I’d think to myself, “Hey, I could do that!”. So I did. I would rig up my dad’s enormous camcorder and film myself being as fabulous as possible at nine years old.
At some point, between this age and middle school, I’d contrived the idea that I could be not just anything I wanted to be when I grew up, but EVERYTHING. I could sing, dance, write, act, paint, sculpt–yes–I wanted to do it all.
Somewhere along the way, I began to believe that the most creative people in the world are less successful than those who work at a bank, or a hospital or for the government. Hence the term, “starving artist.” Fortunately, I soon realized this couldn’t be any further from the truth. Almost daily, by way of social media, I notice more and more Creatives, writing books, producing films, taking on all sorts of projects, and all manner of eclectic endeavors.
Even if you’re already doing what you love, we can all commit to doing it with more heart, and inspiring others to do what’s inside their own. Instead of outgrowing our dreams, what do you say we dare to dream up something bigger?
Until next time, #DoWhatYouLove
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