When you do what you love the most, what you feel you are meant to do in life, then the end result is undoubtedly something that you are happy about; something that you are proud of. It would be beautiful and successful.
And like all things beautiful it would bring joy to others too. Soon appreciation follows. On its heels follows expectations.
It's less of what others expect of you and more of what you think others expect of you.
If you are going to go down that road then soon everything begins to unravel.
Now, you do what you love doing with a lot less love.
You do it because you want to please all those people out there who you think are expecting more of you. And everyday you try to do better than the previous day, because you think people expect you to be better than the previous day.
Before long you will find that you no longer enjoy doing what you love doing the most. It does not give you joy but plenty of ulcers.
And all because you dropped the ball!
This eagle (I presume it is an eagle) in the photograph flies solo in the skies near my house.
As I watch him he just flies and flies and flies, in circles, he goes up and up and up -he goes so high that he becomes a dot in the sky.
Then he retraces his path all the way down, rests for a wee bit on a tree branch and starts doing his thing all over again.
He starts pretty early, keeps at it right through the noon sun and during the golden hours before he flies away home. And the next day he starts all over again.
I realized that he just revels in his flying. That's what he was born to do. So he flies with not a care in the world and purely for his own pleasure.
He does not care whether the sky is a plain boring blue or a vivid blue with fluffy white clouds.
He does not care whether the other birds think that he's flying better today than yesterday. All he cares about his doing what he loves doing, day in and day out with utmost joy.
For a bird with five senses he does not drop the ball till the end, when compared to humans with six senses who drop it mid-way most of the time.
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