finding your art

I have spent years searching for my talent and then years avoiding it. I am fortunate to be a person who found her talent. I am fortunate to be liked for my talent. I love meeting people who already know me through my work. I'm certainly not famous or reknowned, but on occasion, my art precedes me and for a shy girl like myself, it's a comfortable cushion between hellos. I was talking to a friend who wanted to be a surgeon but found out she was excellent in math, so she veered into a completely different field where math was utilized most. Another friend said, "What a blessing to fall into a talent and then find out you love it and even more than that, you make a living out of it." Oooh! Yes, to fall in love with your talent and career? It's the perfect tryptich. Career, passion, talent. Mmmmm...There are buddhist monks who never reach enlightenment, grand musicians who never find their instrument, genius scientists who never get the right education, amazing painters who never pick up a brush.

How beautiful the synchronicity of fate to match the person to the one of millions of talents they can have. How an act of God to see a writer with his first pen, a skater her first time on the ice, an actor with his first audience {even if it's Mom hearing his first joke). It's a spark. Imagine what it ignites: Beethoven, Mozart, Shakespeare, Einstein, Van Gogh. That is God right there. In your art.