The Crossroads of Should and Must

The Crossroads of Should and Must

Essay by Ella Luna in Global Niche – sections of the essay text copied for My Blog

This is a story about two roads — Should and Must. It’s a pep talk for anyone who’s chosen Should for far too long — months, years, maybe a lifetime — and feels like it’s about time they gave Must a shot.

There are two paths in life: Should and Must. We arrive at this crossroads over and over again. And each time, we get to choose. Should is how others want us to show up in the world — how we’re supposed to think, what we ought to say, what we should or shouldn’t do. It’s the vast array of expectations that others layer upon us. When we choose Should the journey is smooth, the risk is small.

Must is different—there aren’t options and we don’t have a choice.

Must is who we are, what we believe, and what we do when we are alone with our truest, most authentic self. It’s our instincts, our cravings and longings, the things and places and ideas we burn for, the intuition that swells up from somewhere deep inside of us. Must is what happens when we stop conforming to other people’s ideals and start connecting to our own. Because when we choose Must, we are no longer looking for inspiration out there. Instead, we are listening to our calling from within, from some luminous, mysterious place.

Must is why Van Gogh painted his entire life without ever receiving public recognition. Must is why Mozart performed Don Giovani and Coltrane played his new sound, even as the critics called it ugly. Must is why that lawyer in his thirties spent three years writing his first novel only to be rejected by three dozen publishers. He honored his calling, eventually received a “yes,” and that is why John Grisham is a household name today.

I was also reading a biography about Picasso.

The more I discovered about his life and the more I delved into his art, the more the two converged. “It’s not what an artist does that counts, but what he is,” Picasso said. But his art was so thoroughly autobiographical that what he did was what he was.

Picasso’s life blended seamlessly with his work. It was all one huge swirling mix of bullfights and beaches and booze. And we could tell. Because to look at one of Picasso’s canvases is quite literally to look into his soul.

guernica1  Guernica

And this is exactly what happens when our life, our essence, is one and the same with our work. It’s when job descriptions and titles no longer make sense because we don’t go to work— we are the work.

If you believe that you have something special inside of you, and you feel it’s about time you gave it a shot, honor that calling in some small way — today

Because there is a recurring choice in life, and it occurs at the intersection of two roads. We arrive at this place again and again. And today, you get to choose

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About C.E.Robinson

Sunny southern California has been home for the past 25 years, a transplant from the east coast, Europe, Asia, and the northwest. In 2014 I retired as a nurse practitioner to be a stay-at-home writer, co-author, and blogger. From the blog beginning, Before Sundown has been honored with awards, and blog tours. I’m ever grateful for my dedicated worldwide followers who like, share and tweet posts. Before Sundown’s Welcome Page is full of glorious sunsets and sunrises. The New Featured Monthly Sunrise or Sunset Header and mini-bio promote and support blogger friends. What better way to keep the blog theme, “remember what made you smile” than to give visitors something to smile about! http://cerobinsonauthor.com
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