I realized that most of my friends are talented. Most of them ask me, “Hey, how do you hack all these?” “Do you have 32 hours in a day?” Some go to the extend of saying, “I wish I were like you.” I ask them, “Why do you hate yourself? Why do you think you ain’t good enough?”
I get mad and I tell them that they are looking down upon God’s supreme creation by thinking that they cannot do better. I tell most of them that the best and greatest persons they can ever be is them.
“Siloma, but how? Am not as talented as you are. I cannot write beautiful pieces like you. I cannot even share the tons of articles and poetry I have written on Facebook. What will people say? Am a copy cat? That am striving to be another Silomasays?” What I born knowing?
I remember sometime back before I deleted my WhatsApp (Glad am back) I used to get tons of messages that said, “Nice art there. BTW I used to be a writer but I don’t write anymore. Keep up.” “Hi, Siloma, Am …. I saw your post and it moved me. I used to write but along the way I got discouraged. Where do you get the energy and courage to write so much and share your art on every platform?”
It is weird that most people I interact with are artists. They are either musicians, photographers or writers. Basically they do what I do and some even taught me how to do things but later they would come back and ask me how to do things. Most of them got discouraged along the way. They have had this fear of doing their art or cannot share them because of what people will think or say of them. Tons of them think they are not good enough. They in turn hate themselves for not doing what they love and what they think they should do.
What is good enough? What qualifies good enough? By comparison? Should I compare my art to the best artist so that I can put it up? For how long should you live by presets set by man? How long should you download templates, fill in your life so that you can fit? How long should you flow by the current? How long should you install those filters so that you may look like the rest? How dear do you want to blend in?
Ever read my first post? It was pathetic. It was almost 2,000 words full of grammatical errors, tense confusion and it was not coherent. I was blogging on silomasays.blogspot.com and my yearly traffic had not hit 150. I knew nothing about blogging, but I strived to design and self-host my own domain through the many mistakes I made. I sometimes go back in time to read my previous posts and I find them so bad but I don’t delete them. Would this blog exist if I had quit then? Would I have done this much if I thought I wasn’t good enough?
We know you are a writer. You have an awesome blog or you share it on your page but are you disciplined? Do you write when you feel like or do you strive to seek for sources of inspiration? Do you strive to improve on your art or are you relaxed that you are better than someone? Again are you doing it for your own glory? Do you want recognition from men that you are awesome and fantastic?
What are you waiting for? For your best friend to say no to that hangout so that you can pursue your dreams? For them to sit around you chanting so that you get motivated to do what you really love? Or are you waiting for batman to save you from the ‘imaginary’ fear within you? Remember that every great person has that tinge of regret why he had not started earlier, what about you who has not started? Are you waiting to hit 40 to start saying I wish I started this in my youth? Get off that fake world of, ‘I am not good enough. I fear what people will say and negative criticsm’ dust your shoulders off knowing that you can do ALL things through He who strengthens you. Man has no jurisdiction over your life. Furthermore, whose approval are you waiting for? Man’s? And are you doing it to please God or man?