It’s 4:46 PM as I’m typing these words. Today I have already practiced my organ music for 4 hours or more at my church until lunch. Even though I took some breaks, I feel quite tired, a little exhausted from sitting on the organ bench for far too long.
I feel quite good about myself, about today’s work. But something is still missing, I’m not complete. Because I haven’t created anything yet. I have just practiced performing what other people have created which is not the same for me.
I started my day by reading 14 fascinating articles I came across on Steemit in the morning. Each of them helped me think about things I didn’t know anything about. I even tried to encourage these authors and wrote thank you comments with my feedback. Four of them replied and a nice discussion was born.
All this time while I was reading those articles and playing my organ music I was aware of the idea that today I will need to create something. It might be my daily Pinky and Spiky comic strip or it might be some article written about some creative idea. I didn’t know yet.
While I was consuming content, I also needed to let some of my content out today in the form of text, pictures, audio or video.
You see, reading thoughtful articles and books is important, there is no question about it. But reading alone won’t let me feel complete. I have to let some of those ideas out into the world too. Maybe other people will be reading them. Maybe they will later interact with me.
Now after typing 270 words, I’m starting to feel a little better. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that writing is not required to me. Playing is because organ playing is my profession and I will do it no matter what. So sooner or later it becomes like a given to me, like nothing special.
Maybe for some of my students to sit down on the organ bench is a big accomplishment but for me it’s what I do. Therefore, doing something extra with my time, like drawing or writing things which nobody expects from me to do gives me this kind of satisfaction which I can’t get from anything else I’m doing with the time I have left.
A few moments before these words where still in my head and now they are on the screen. Are they good? I don’t know. Is it a valuable content? It’s not for me to decide. Will they be important to anybody? I guess we’ll find out when I press the “Post” button.
I don’t do it for somebody to thank me or to be moved by my words. I do it for a very selfish reason - to let the ideas out so that I would make space for new ideas tomorrow.
What comes in, must come out (in a different form or shape, of course).
The balance between input and output.