Those who watch us pursue our passions often don’t understand what they see us do, or why we do it.
This past summer I was on the hunt again for beach glass in an area frequented by boaters and folks playing with their dogs. A couple was sitting on an old picnic table as I approached, head down, scanning the sand.
The man called out. “What are you lookin’ for?”
I played a little coy. I’ve met other searchers on the beach and we’ve compared our finds. But just then I didn’t want to divulge that location as a rich source of glass. But there was also no reason not to be honest.
I looked up. “Oh, just some pieces of glass, maybe some cool rocks, and I pick up garbage too.” (All true.)
The man chuckled and ribbed me in a friendly way. “From the looks of it you haven’t found much.”
All he could see was me walking with my hands in my pockets. I smiled.
“Yeah, some days are better than others.”
In my pocket my right hand jiggled two dozen pieces of glass from just that day, a “better” one. The man didn’t understand what he was seeing. But I knew what I was looking for.
Could be you are pursuing your passion and loved ones don’t understand what you’re doing or why. They don’t know you’ve found it, or that you’re simply content in the process until you do. All they can see is you don’t seem to be what they consider “successful.”
But still you go on, until you find what you’re looking for.