I’ve been in a running dialogue with a friend and fellow writer about articles on the topic of doing what you love. Articles talking about how to stoke your passion, about questioning whether you’re actually doing what you love, and so on. There are a lot of people writing a lot of words about doing what you love and knowing what that is.
And it gets me thinking back to a line from Jonathan Safran Foer’s Everything Is Illuminated.
“I am doing something I hate for you. This is what it means to be in love.”
Love is not synonymous with joy.
Doing what you love does not mean living in a state of bliss. Neither does it mean constant suffering for your craft. Fetishizing some ideal or imagined state of being gets in the way of The Work and getting The Work done.
You make compromises for love. You prioritize for love. You sacrifice for love. Love is messy and imperfect.
So if you ever doubt if what you’re doing is something you love, look at what you’ve set aside for it. Look at the list of things that you said no to in order to say yes to this.
Love is the repetition of yes.