Yeah, you can do the small work. You can try to find the thing that takes the least amount of effort and makes the most money. As soulless as it may be.
Or you can do the Big Work.
I don’t know what your Big Work is. Only you do.
You have your Big Work. I have mine.
But it usually involves butterflies in the stomach, blood on the knuckles, sleepless nights, difficult conversations, outright doubt, gravel embedded into knees, and vomiting alongside the road.
Yes, all the good stuff. And you oddly find this tortuous thing nudging you out of bed in the morning.
The Big Work isn’t called Big for no reason. It’s ominous. It carries very little sense of certainty besides the surety of that flame being ignited in your soul while doing it.
At a certain point, you wonder how you’re going to do this Big Work alone. You eventually reach the end of yourself and you either burn out or…
You realize you can’t do the Big Work alone. And you begin to wonder why you would even want to.
Do you think your ego is the greatest power in the universe?
Or do you believe there’s some greater Force available to assist you?
I’m not talking dogma or belief systems. I’m talking about a way of being and working and loving in the world.
So whatdya think? Gonna hit that snooze button again?
[Jonas Ellison is a spiritual writer, teacher, practitioner, and an interfaith minister-in-training. He helps people transform their lives through applied spirituality while documenting his journey along the way. To subscribe to his weekly-ish updates and exclusive content, click here.]