UNSEASONED BROCCOLI
“The Empty Canvas Of My Mind”
What’s that one thing you could do forever? That passion that fills you with purpose, making even the toughest days bearable because you know it’s worth it. The thought of it lulls you to sleep with a smile and wakes you up with a fire in your heart. It’s the thing that completes you in ways nothing else can.
But what if, for you, that “thing” doesn’t exist? What if your dream is… nothing? I wonder how many others feel this way—wandering through life without a big dream, moving one day at a time with no grand vision guiding them forward. Life feels like a blank canvas, but without the inspiration to paint. It’s like living every day with no spark, no fuel to ignite your inner flame.
Dreams can be elusive, often feeling like distant stars we can see but never touch. They can be the most far-fetched, the most unrealistic wishes, yet the mere thought of them excites us. But it’s one thing to have a dream that feels out of reach; it’s another to have no dream at all. No driving force. No aspiration pulling you toward a future you can barely imagine.
As a child, I wanted to be everything. Not out of passion, but because it felt like the right answer to give. Perhaps my uncertainty about what I truly wanted shaped me into a curious soul—constantly exploring, always searching for that elusive “zing.” Yet, every time I try something new, I abandon it just as quickly when that spark fails to appear.
How wonderful it must be to have something you’re passionate about, something that makes life feel seasoned and rich. But for me, there’s no dream, no grand ambition, and yet, I’m not content. Life feels like unseasoned broccoli—bland, uninviting, and difficult to savor.
It’s a strange paradox, really. I have no dream, yet I am haunted by the void where it should be. I see people around me, driven by their dreams, consumed by their goals, and I envy them. They have something to strive for, something to anchor them in the stormy seas of life. Meanwhile, I drift, untethered, longing for that same sense of direction.
Sometimes, I wonder if I’m just afraid to dream, afraid to commit to something that might eventually disappoint me. Maybe it’s easier to say, “I have no dream” than to admit that I’m scared to chase one. After all, dreams can be fragile. They can shatter under the weight of reality, leaving you with nothing but broken pieces and a sense of loss.
But even with this fear, there’s a part of me that yearns for more. A part that whispers, “What if?” What if there’s something out there that could ignite that elusive spark within me? What if I just haven’t found it yet? And so, I keep searching, hoping that one day, I’ll stumble upon that thing that makes my heart race, that thing that fills the void and gives my life a sense of purpose.
Until then, I live in this strange limbo—caught between the desire for a dream and the resignation that I may never find one. But perhaps that’s okay. Maybe, just maybe, the journey of searching, of exploring the unknown, is a dream in itself.
Valid and Essential thoughts, to be solved by in-depth self-discovery.
To truly "dream" which I prefer to call "Fulfilling a purpose" is a pillar of existence.
This term is as powerful as the blood in our veins because it gives people a reason to live. But then is only truly uncovered by a complex journey embarked on by in-depth self-discovery.
No time spent on self-discovery is a waste. I would live a life of self-discovery with zero accomplishment rather than live a life of accomplishment with a weak, poor, or incomplete self-discovery.
Why? I only believe in things that I know the utmost reality. Reality on the other hand is cruel against the ignorant. A great question to ask and answer as a person seeking self-discovery is -
1. What do I want the most?
2. What do I fear the most?
As a child and teenager, I aspired for accomplishment and glory based on the benefit of a life of ease and well-being. It is important to understand the condition of life is a great factor affecting our desires. Those who experience difficulties do not always think the same way as those who think in ease and well-being. It is important to develop a mentality of comparing both.
On becoming a teenager, having all the basic needs of a child and teenager, I was also fortunate to gain admission into the university on a single attempt. Heard so many stories of people having to wait and try harder.
In reality, I had colleagues who were much more dedicated and better than me in education, having to wait an extra year/years before being admitted into the university. I was only an average student who barely read. This reality humbled me, which has taught me to live on an ideology of what I call
"Reason and Justice" 🤌🏼.
Most people hardly challenge what favors them, or they just claim a weak reason to be ahead of others. I consider these types of people to be of small minds bound to an unknown fate.
Reason and Justice in the sense that, putting myself in the shoes of those who worked hard and still failed. Then again in the university, I met people who had waited so long before finally getting admission, another wave of reality. I accepted that the situation wasn't something I worked hard to achieve. Then my perspective changed from glory and accomplishment to simple success earned through hard work and perseverance.
I saw the university moment as a gift then decided to prove myself in discipline and dedication adopting the attitude of hard work and perseverance to be a person who truly earned something. Thereafter life changed, I was overwhelmed with failure no matter how hard I tried, at this point I struggled to be average.
But then the lessons I got from these hard times and the difficulty struggling for just basic success were the most essential in life and cannot be compared to the lessons in any school, my mentality was re-shaped. I witnessed and discovered how the strong could become weak, and the weak could be strong not by effort but by chance.
I think my dream is helping people. At the end of the day I feel good or better knowing I helped someone or did something to make someone happy or smile. It might be as small as a compliment,a kind gesture , or even recommending songs or books or pages .
Being on my bed at night reflecting on my day just shows me no matter how good or bad my day might have been my best moments are in those little times I showed kindness or helped someone. It puts a smile on my face and makes the next day better cause there’s always someone to help,always someone who needs that word of encouragement or compliment .
Great read again Fola❤️.