Lately I’ve been trying to be more present.
When I read in the living room I don’t turn the TV on. If I’m with my friends or relatives I don’t look at my phone (or try not to).
But it’s difficult to be completely present all the time. Especially when I’m teaching.
I’m a teacher, by the way.
When I’m teaching my thoughts often wonder. Whenever my students are completing a task or writing I’ll catch myself thinking about other things, especially if I’ve been writing that day. I go through plots in my head or have ideas for a blog post and then I find myself wishing for the lesson to be over so I can start working on that.
It made me wonder if teaching was actually something that I was passionate about.
And before I finished writing that question in the tiny notebook I carry with me all the time I already knew the answer: yes.
I love teaching. I love getting to know my students and watching them get better with each lesson.
I love teaching, even though sometimes I can’t be bothered to work.
Being passionate about something doesn’t mean that you’ll always enjoy doing it, there’ll always be moments when we don’t think we can keep going. Being passionate about something means pushing through those moments and not giving up on what you’re doing, on what you know you love.
I don’t know if teaching is what I want to do for the rest of my life, but why do we have to put ourselves under that much pressure? Why not just enjoy what we’re doing at the moment and if later on it doesn’t interest us as much we can always focus on something else.
There’s no such thing as lifelong positions or careers. That’s a concept from previous generations that doesn’t work anymore.
Let’s stop living under the outdated notion that to be happy we have to get a job, buy a house, get married and have kids.
Let’s make our own paths and see where they lead us.
Here’s a sketch.