Waiting yesterday to get the results of an MRI was one of the scariest moments of my life. It occurred to me I might not have much of a life left, or at the very least, one of quality. Whatever the outcome, at least, I was NOT going to be one of those tragic people who looked back with regret and a litany of "what ifs" . At the age of 39, I'd (thank God!) found the courage to abandon my advertising career and pursue my burning dream of becoming an artist.
In my early art study days, it was clear that I was raw, green and pretty naive, but years of working to deadlines had taught me that focus and hard work were a sure way to move forward - and the rest would take care of itself. I was now working for a deeply personal ideal: a career in art and with it, a life of independence.
From the moment I stepped away from the slick, glossy world of advertising and immersed myself in this new world of colour, freedom, line and feeling, I felt myself come alive! Better still, the trajectory my new career was to take was one I could never have imagined, taking in college, jewellery design, exotic film sets, painting studies in France, and overseas residencies. I relished every moment of my extraordinarily new life and freedom - and I shudder to think how my life would have continued had I stayed in my high-pressure job and let my dreams slip by.
At times I have lamented the extreme lack of money...and the loneliness of the artist's way can also be challenging, but the feeling of accomplishment and wonder my art lifestyle has brought me far outweighs those setbacks.
My MRI results? All good news - and the promise of wellness in a short time.
Oops! 1.30 am and time to get some beauty sleep. Tomorrow I leave for Exmouth (W.A.) to swim with the whale sharks! Life just gets better!
Margot
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