If I Had Unlimited Resources, I Would...

Unlimited resources… Now I am betting that many people will go into what I call “the normals.” They will buy a house, secure their family, instill world peace, end world hunger, and so forth. None of which is wrong, it’s just ‘normal.’ Now, don’t get me wrong, if I had unlimited money, there are many of the ‘normals’ that I would do. Not having piles of debt that breathes down my neck would be a nice break. And there is this man I love to bits that I would ensure wouldn’t have to worry another day in his life about filling out millions of job applications.

Who says I have to look at the term “unlimited resources” from the money stand point? Yes that is where most people would go with it; but what if I told you that on some level, we all have some form of unlimited resource. There is something that each and every person is born with that is in its own form is unlimited. It’s the passion of the person. It’s what speaks out from your very core. It’s that voice that some try desperately to quiet but will never quite silence.

For me, it’s my artsy fartsy nature, as my Mom calls it. I tend to think of it as being more of an eclectic soul. If it’s odd and out of the ordinary, I tend to get interested in it. It also is why I write, sing, act, paint, create things in Blender, and sculpt the odd bit of brick a brack. Not many people know that I have actually sculpted a number of little elven figurines in the past. My hands aren’t as conducive to them as they used to be, but I have done the little bit here and there.

I guess some could call me an artistic dabbler. If it strikes my fancy, I try it out. Sometimes I rock at it, sometimes I suck at it, but I never seem to lose my drive to fiddle about with the artistic.

I think that every person is born with some sort of unlimited resource. In the end it all just depends on what we do with it. Some do nothing with it. They push it down and do what they feel everyone else would want them to do. They bury their resource in order to conform to fit. Figuring it is for the best that they follow the norm. That they leave whatever it is behind.

But you know, I have to ask myself, is that why we have those things? Are we supposed to bury our gifts? Tuck them away and feel the ever present nagging of something that is there but fought hard to ignore. I can’t say that I have done all there is to do with my unlimited resources. I haven’t been writing like I should…spouting my opinions off to whomever cares to read them. I haven’t been pushing it as hard as I should. Perhaps out of fear that others won’t appreciate… perhaps out of the instilled mantra, “what’s the point?” I have made it to forty and I have yet to completely and totally tap into my unlimited resources. I will change that. People may very well not like what comes of it. But it’s there for a reason…I am me.