Someone I know, upon listening to my story, said to me “You must just do it for the love these days.”
What a strange thing to say, I thought.
Why else would you do this? To make money? Listen, take my advice – if money is your passion, pick an occupation that’s a little easier to succeed at, which is just about anything. Go to school. Become a doctor. A lawyer. Or a CPA. But if your passion is to create something, anything, music, art, literature, or a better teapot, do it for the love of it. Why? because if you don’t, it’ll SUCK. Period. Your soul has to go into it, and you can’t afford to muck it up by second guessing a fickle public and worrying about making money. In the words of one of my early heroes, Ian Hunter, from his book Reflections of a Rock Star – “Fuck the money, it’ll come.” Ian was the lead singer of the 70’s British Rock group Mott the Hoople in case you’re from another planet, and in 2012 he made a record at the ripe young age of 72 that kicks ass. I’m no genius, but I’m guessing it’s because he “does it for the love of it”.
So this is where I get back on the ride, look around the site and you’ll see I’ve done a thing or two. I loved it then and I love it now. Ain’t gonna change. Where it all leads? I have no idea. But I need to do this, to be complete. I’ve always been this way, ain’t gonna change, no way, no how.
Love is more than chocolates and roses and Valentine’s Day. Love is a force that drives you. Who knows how different our world would be if Sir Isaac Newton, The Wright Brothers, The Beatles or Steve Jobs didn’t love what they did.
Love is all there is. It fuels everything, it is free, and infinitely abundant. Whatever you do, make it good, and DO IT FOR THE LOVE OF IT.