A recent article that i came across, called there’s more to life than being happy reminded me of one of the key truths I’ve learned in the past few years of my life. We are most happy when we’ve produced or created something with our time. The act of producing or creating is one of those things that contributes massively to living a meaningful life. However, most of us spend 95% of our time actively or passively consuming. We eat stuff, we buy stuff, we watch stuff, we play stuff, we read about stuff. But few of us create things. Few of us participate. Few of us produce and give back. Few of us leave tangible, material traces of our mind having been here. And it got me thinking: if you really wanted to make your mark on this planet, the most bang for your buck, how should you go about doing it? By spending your time in active creation instead of passive consumption. Do something, more specifically – create something. The way to build something great – useful, powerful, enduring – is by creation.
Instead of reading a blog, start writing one.
Instead of reading about someone who built a great company, build one yourself.
Instead of learning about the greats, become one.
Just produce something you believe in because when we produce (rather than consume) time becomes much more enjoyable and it doesn’t feel as if it is passing you by as much. There’s another interesting thing that happens when you produce; at one point during writing my posts for asklychee, I was feeling overwhelmed, so I sat down for an afternoon and went through all my past posts — and it was only then that I had realised just how much I had created. I had created all this stuff that would not have existed in the world without me. I created words that “inspired” people or made them think differently, which resulted in emails/comments where people said “thank you.” That was just the bonus. Sometimes you don’t realise just how much you need the physical act of creation until you look back and see how much you’ve actually produced!
P.S Enjoy some flavours of NY through my eyes