Listen to your heart. Negotiate with your brain.

Sometimes I wonder how I ended being a writer/singer/dancer/graphic designer/web developer/copywriter/online marketer when what I studied was LAW. I seriously do not know how I ended up here...but the bottom line, it doesn't matter.

I did what my heart told me to do.

Did you notice how different law is from all the other occupations that I took on? They're on the complete opposite end of the scale! So, I wonder why I studied law in the first place. Why didn't I pick something like jazz or drama or pottery-making as a major, instead, I delved into something as deadpan dead as law?

And I think I found the answer: Justice. Fairness. Freedom. So I'm gonna lay this question to rest. Closure.

To my credit, I DID use my law degree for a bit...four years, maybe? (Hey, it's still something) Being an ants-in-the-pants person didn't help cause I started itching to get on a stage. Any stage...or table...or pole. Or a really huge speaker (people who knows this joke, please shut up).

My heart kept telling me to scratch that itch but my brain tells me something else...like 'be realistic and practical. What? You wanna be in Hollywood now! PUAHAHAHAHA'. And no, it's not a Hollywood-dream for me (wellll.....maybe when I was five I DID write a thank you speech? And it doesn't count now!)

Now that I am waaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy OLDER, I realize what it is. It is a release of emotion, a sense of pleasing others when I do something well, or connecting with people who felt the same but I am using a gift to express it. You know, when I sing, there's a lot of emotion going on in here. There's the voice, of course, but there's also the feeling on the inside that I use to push the song through. Much like an actor.

If you understand what I just said, raise your hand. I don't believe I am alone in this. I don't want to feel like I'm weird so I'll give you money to raise your hand, please!!! RAISE YOUR HAND!! Thank you.

The point of this post is to let young (or old, depending on how you look at it) people know that if you are contemplating why you are here now that you are here, listen to your heart. Negotiate with your brain. It is a crime against yourself to let your dream die.

'Dreams make the soul, without the soul, the body is nothing. So live your dreams'
XOXO
Marsha

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