When I was in college, I remember my creative writing class moreso than any other class that I took. I don’t know if it was the eccentric teacher, the outlandish class or the fact that I learned that I love to write, but I remember that class.
We studied poetry and certain poems struck cords with me and have stayed in my head for the past 20 years! The following is the last stanza in the poem, “Two Tramps in Mud Time” by Robert Frost. I love this section. It is exactly how I feel about life. If only I could make a vocation out of my avocation. That is what my goal in life is.
But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For Heaven and the future’s sakes.