Imagine something you like to do and wish you can say that you love doing it.
Because we all know (I hope) that love is heavier than like. It requires more responsibility and commitment. You will need more courage to even admit love’s existence.
But love can work miracles.
Its passion fuels up your actions.
It makes you feel alive and keeps you going.
So when you see something you like, and maybe “can even love it”, you might wonder how to make that transition happen?
Why else would you want to turn something you like into something you love?
It’s good if you like the things you do.
But you will live happier if you love the things you do.
Simple, but true.
This method applies to things you use in this sentence: “I wish I could do XXX better and want to keep doing it. I feel fulfilled and happy.”
For me, this “thing” is writing.
I’ve always been a keen journal-keeper. What I used to write was almost all self-therapeutical. To call myself a writer, I will have to write something with a reader in mind.
I will be creating something, consistently and constantly, so that I can call myself a real writer and content creator.
That, I like to do, but I wish I could do it better. Because I feel happy and fulfilled while doing it. I want to love it. I want to commit to it.
I want it to become part of me.
So this is what I do.
- Love makes us naked, physically and spiritually, so that it shows us the purest and most honest self.
- Aka: I keep the setting simple. I don’t expect myself to write with fancy writing apps, on different platforms, or using the latest laptop. I have one place to write everyday.
- Love is consistent, even when it starts to get dull. And even when the dullness is apparently killing love. Sometimes it’s not dull but frustrating. Frustration is part of consistency. Frustration is because of wanting, expecting to be more.
- Aka: I write every day. Plain and simple. It gets challenging with coming up with new ideas. It’s sometimes like roller-coaster ride. The excitement from “writing high” comes one day; the next day my brain was as dry as the Gobi dessert. But I just keep going. Writing trash. Every day. Nonsense? Maybe. But I’m still doing it.
- Love makes you want to stick to it forever, even if there are unpleasant things about it.
- Aka: I don’t have time to do my writing during the day. Late night writing means not enough sleep at night. If I hit an idea-drained day, I would not only hate writing in my head. I’d also hate myself for making this stupid decision to stick to such a stupid plan… I let myself complain, while typing on my keyboard — there are unpleasant things. But love means I will keep doing it while bitching about it.
- Love is pure. It’s about enjoyment. It’s about being alive. So don’t do it with the “end outcome” in mind.
- Aka: I write, no matter how many likes I have, and how many followers I get. I’m happy if my words get positive responses. But I don’t write for those responses. I write for the feeling of writing; what’s more, I write for making sound for my soul. Maybe, only maybe, there will be echo from some others come back to me. That’s hope. Not about profit or money.
- The sign of mature love is when something you love becomes part of you.
- I’m not there yet. But this is my goal. And implementing the above three points, I’m going to get there at one point. Love takes time. If I want it, I will have patience.
I’m happy and fulfilled when I keep writing every day. I wish I could write better. I wish to have this feeling in my life, forever.
What’s your thing that you want to turn the like into love?
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