Where is my heart? I find that to be either a long and extremely off topic story that somehow all makes sense in the most uncomplicated way or an uncharted destination. I feel that my heart has been formed by the life that I have lived, the people that have raised me, and the friends that have carved me out. To define what our heart really is in a sentence is usually scientific, spiritual, or conceptual. To me my heart is the force that reckons within me. It tells me what is right, what is wrong, where I should go, what I should do, and what do I truly love.
I grew up with an extremely loving family that formed the morals that I hold dear. We had our ups and downs, life wasn’t perfect, but at the same time for me, it was perfect. I was taught to give and ask for nothing in return. My character was formed by the friends that I chose to collaborate with on a daily basis. My faith was renewed through my own experiences. The only thing that was never really given to me was motivation. Motivation is what truly drives me to do what I do today.
I am easily intrigued by so many things. I feel like this is something that I was born with. I was always the kind of person to take things apart, rebuild them, recreate them, or even just attempt to create something from nothing. I never was an artist by any means and I still think that today. I am no better than anyone else I know. Music has definitely set anchor in my life, but I don’t see myself as an artist in that. I am just “another”. Plain and simple.
I tend to seek out how things work, how things move, how things do what they do. I am curious by nature and that is definitely something that I was born with. I feel that this anxiousness for answers drives me and motivates me to keep moving forward and seek what is true. Without motivation what do we have? Where would we go? I am not sure where I would be without it. I feel that this supernatural motivation has brought me to what I truly love to do and who I truly love. The coolest part about it is that it never stops. It just keeps progressing. It keeps growing. It keeps moving. That is where my heart is. My heart is moving. Its taking me to people I never would have met, to places I never would have gone and to live a life I never would have lived if I would have just stayed at home.