I found this from another journal: I think it speaks mountains on how you can turn your addiction into dreams...
“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” George Eliot.
Almost everyone reaches a certain point in life when they look back and think “I might have learned more, I might have done more, I might have been more.”
What George Eliot (who was actually a female novelist named Mary Ann Evans) is trying to tell you is that it’s never too late to fulfill those dreams you once had. You are here for a reason, and it’s never too late to fulfill your destiny.
So here’s where I turn the conversation to those of you in your thirties, forties, and fifties, who have smoked weed regularly for years upon years, and one day a brick falls out of the sky and hits you on the head.
When you come to, you look at the brick lying on the ground next to you and you see it has an inscription on it that says:
“You’ve missed out on your dreams."
I had one of those moments. The brick hit me on the head. I was about 40 years old and I came to this soul crushing realization that I had fallen far, far short of fulfilling all those ambitions I had when I was 20. There were only two ways to go from there:
One thing I could do is just accept defeat and say “Oh, everything will be fine, those things weren’t meant to be anyway, why sweat it?” and then go off and seek comfort in my bowl.
The other thing I could do is to take Eliot’s advice: “It’s never too late…”
The trick though would be to turn the “might have” into “can”. I can do more, I can learn more, I can be more. It’s never too late.
So, at long last, I decided not to accept defeat and that’s when another brick fell out of the sky and hit me on the head. That damn brick hurt but it had two equations on it that changed my life:
Mediocrity = Be a Stoner
Destiny = Stop being a Stoner
Now let’s not get too technical about the definition of stoner. A stoner is someone who smokes weed every day or pretty near every day.
I decided to stop being a stoner, to stop living in a dream world and to start making those dreams I used to have into a reality.
It’s been two years now. Have I made my dreams come true yet? Not completely, BUT I’ve made far more progress toward those dreams in the last two years than I had in the previous 20.
It’s never too late.
What’s my progress you say?
Well, I got better at my job but started a side gig copy writing and web designing at the same time. That turned out well enough that I was able to quit my old job and begin a new career that I had dreamed about for years.
My new career currently pays just a little more than the old job BUT I work less and enjoy life more. In other words, I’m not just existing anymore, I’m living.
I would not have been able to do this if I hadn’t quit smoking that soul sucking, ambition killing weed.
On top of it all I have more energy, more spirituality, and more purpose in my life than I’ve ever had.
Now let’s stop talking about me and start talking about you.
What’s your dream?
Whatever it is, it’s unique to you, and you need to fulfill it because it’s why you were created, it’s why you’re here, and fulfilling that dream, your destiny, will fill you with more joy, and give your life more meaning, than that firmly packed bowl ever will.
It’s never too late to quit weed and fulfill your destiny.