
We have to make it work. We have to know what we are working for, if it can be had, and if it meshes with, exhibits, expresses, incarnates, reveals our essential/original nature, who we are. Is our heart in it? Does our work say who we are? This is always where it comes apart. We work to eat, but what do we eat for? Eat to do what? Eat to serve what? We work to pay the bills, but what do we pay the bills to do? How does our work serve our heart? What does the work that we do say about us? Does it reveal or conceal who we are? Our work needs to serve us as an extension of who we are in the world. Our work is our art. And if it isn't, it has to pay the bills that we incur doing our art in our time away from work. Too often, our time away from work is spent relieving--to the extent that is possible-- the stress that is created by doing the work we do. And we aren't expressing ourselves when we "let off steam," we are just "letting off steam." And our heart is not being served, either by our work or by what we do away from work. We are back where we came in here: We have to make it work! By working our heart into our life. By doing the things that bring us to life, that are life for us. We have to know what that is and do it. That is making it work. We have to make it work!
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