Groove # 4: Breaking the Narrative
Mood: Determined
Tonight Song Selection: Ruth B - Lost Boy
It's not easy trying to create a career based on self-sustained creativity.
Growing up, the narrative fed to young kids is that studying to be a doctor or a lawyer is the path to take. These are 'good' jobs. So, being placed in that restrictive state of mind, at six years old, I would never have fathomed becoming a dancer or a writer. We were told those jobs would not get you the money to have a decent enough life or cover the value of the cost of living where I reside.
So how did I get to this point, when my original plan was to be a dentist? That's the question I believe young Grey would ask me.
During my teen years, I thought I was lost. I didn't fit the narrative being sold to me by the masses. I loved learning but my grades never truly showed it. I had friends but never really felt as if they were supportive (most of them, not all). I saw my sibling as better than me and felt like an outcast; that my uniqueness didn't have a place in this world.
I wanted to help others but could not help myself. The image the world wanted became the image I saw. I did not understand that the image presented to me was distorted. It was bent, twisted and torn. The box from the narrative presented had chains attached, and young me thought they were unbreakable.
The belief of having a nine-to-five in some office plagued my existence. It surrounded me like a blinding fog; scorching fire; pitch black darkness. It was not until I decided to pursue this nine-to-five no more, that I could see the light shining directing in front of me.
Writing started as just a way to prove to myself that I could do something I wanted and finish it. It was just a self-exploratory journey. I never expected myself to fall in love with creating characters and ruling a fantasy world of my own. I became my own little god in my fiefdom. One book became two.
This tiny idea became a new dream, a new passion and it made me proud that I wrote this narrative for myself and through it, I found myself. A part of me that I thought was lost to the endless fog.
Through my self-exploratory journey, I was made to think of others who rewrote their own narrative and people who I admired as role models. Whether it was my mother Luna, Walt Disney, Michael Jackson or my latest group of role models, the seven men of BTS. They all have a similar story of being an underdog and then rising to the top, and they all have taught me in some way or another, that being the underdog doesn't have to define you.
You don't have to be in the preordained career that your elders drilled into your head. We all need to find ourselves in our own way. Even if it may seem nontraditional to others, what matters is that you are happy with being yourself. In the end, you are the one that has to live with the outcome after they have all moved on.
As humans, we tend to forget that we are always learning and improving ourselves. We don't always need a classroom to teach us everything. We should keep challenging ourselves to do better and be better, not than anyone else, but than the person we were before. Each new day is a new chance and a new chapter to the book called life. You hold the pen, so it's up to you to decide what is written on the pages.
I hope you're vibing and grooving,
With all my love,
Greylan Wolf.
Tonight Song Selection: Ruth B - Lost Boy
It's not easy trying to create a career based on self-sustained creativity.
Growing up, the narrative fed to young kids is that studying to be a doctor or a lawyer is the path to take. These are 'good' jobs. So, being placed in that restrictive state of mind, at six years old, I would never have fathomed becoming a dancer or a writer. We were told those jobs would not get you the money to have a decent enough life or cover the value of the cost of living where I reside.
So how did I get to this point, when my original plan was to be a dentist? That's the question I believe young Grey would ask me.
During my teen years, I thought I was lost. I didn't fit the narrative being sold to me by the masses. I loved learning but my grades never truly showed it. I had friends but never really felt as if they were supportive (most of them, not all). I saw my sibling as better than me and felt like an outcast; that my uniqueness didn't have a place in this world.
I wanted to help others but could not help myself. The image the world wanted became the image I saw. I did not understand that the image presented to me was distorted. It was bent, twisted and torn. The box from the narrative presented had chains attached, and young me thought they were unbreakable.
The belief of having a nine-to-five in some office plagued my existence. It surrounded me like a blinding fog; scorching fire; pitch black darkness. It was not until I decided to pursue this nine-to-five no more, that I could see the light shining directing in front of me.
Writing started as just a way to prove to myself that I could do something I wanted and finish it. It was just a self-exploratory journey. I never expected myself to fall in love with creating characters and ruling a fantasy world of my own. I became my own little god in my fiefdom. One book became two.
This tiny idea became a new dream, a new passion and it made me proud that I wrote this narrative for myself and through it, I found myself. A part of me that I thought was lost to the endless fog.
Through my self-exploratory journey, I was made to think of others who rewrote their own narrative and people who I admired as role models. Whether it was my mother Luna, Walt Disney, Michael Jackson or my latest group of role models, the seven men of BTS. They all have a similar story of being an underdog and then rising to the top, and they all have taught me in some way or another, that being the underdog doesn't have to define you.
You don't have to be in the preordained career that your elders drilled into your head. We all need to find ourselves in our own way. Even if it may seem nontraditional to others, what matters is that you are happy with being yourself. In the end, you are the one that has to live with the outcome after they have all moved on.
As humans, we tend to forget that we are always learning and improving ourselves. We don't always need a classroom to teach us everything. We should keep challenging ourselves to do better and be better, not than anyone else, but than the person we were before. Each new day is a new chance and a new chapter to the book called life. You hold the pen, so it's up to you to decide what is written on the pages.
I hope you're vibing and grooving,
With all my love,
Greylan Wolf.
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