It seems that we find ourselves always searching for reasons. Searching for meanings, for answers, for deeper purpose. We judge and get judged based on the rationale behind what we do and what we say.
As the world keeps on evolving, somehow we place arbitrary measures on what’s supposed to be the reasons behind anything, even everything. We yearn for logical explanations, and perhaps rightfully so. If not logical, we yearn for the understandable… perhaps fathomable reasons that are easier to believe.
When a child dreams, “Gusto kong maging pintor! I want to be a painter,” mom and dad struggle to find words that are easier to digest, but nonetheless means, “Anak walang pera diyan! Child, there’s no money there!” As if doing something that just cannot earn money is a mortal sin on its own. Yes, Child may not be as great as Picasso nor Juan Luna. Yes, Child may not even a certain hint of talent for the arts, for the painting.
But what if he just wants to do it? For the sake of doing it? What if the benefit of doing something is not governed by monetary or other measurable rewards?
When one is robbed the right to do something for the sake of just doing, it’s as if something essential is taken away as well. The pureness of the action – the essence of every single little thing done. When one does something not because he is bored, yet not also because he is required and he just wants to do it, say hello to magic.
Doing something for the sake of it means the action and the doer somehow becomes one.
When one wants to study a graduate degree not because he wants to open more career opportunities, but because he just wants to do so, then the act of learning and being the student becomes pure. They seem to become one.
When one doodles for the sake of doodling, the art and the artist become one. Nevermind the judgement of beauty or anything related with aesthetics. That’s supposed to come after everything.
Fortunate is someone who is driven to do for the sake of doing, yet finds deeper meaning behind it. Even luckier is when this judging world clamors for the doer to do it.
Somehow, drive, passion, and the world’s expectations serve as the fire that sets aflame the pureness of the fuel – something done for the sake of doing. When the fuel is as pure as it gets, it is easier to set ablaze.