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"Do what you love and go after your dreams. Don’t regret it. Don’t hesitate." — Jackson Wang

Thus speaks Jackson Wang, a man who rose from the quiet halls of discipline to the roaring stages of the world — an artist, an athlete, and a dreamer whose life itself is a testament to the courage he preaches. In these words, he delivers a call as ancient as the first song of humankind — a call to follow your passion, to pursue your dreams, and to live without hesitation or regret. His message is not just for artists or performers, but for every soul who stands at the edge of choice, torn between comfort and calling. For to do what you love is not indulgence — it is obedience to the voice of destiny that speaks within the heart.

Wang’s own journey gives these words their fire. Born into a family of athletes, he was trained from youth to be a champion fencer, and indeed, he stood at the gates of Olympic possibility. Yet deep within him burned another calling — the call of music, of art, of self-expression. When the world told him to follow the certain path, he chose the uncertain one. He left behind safety and structure for the storm of dreams, and though the way was hard, he built a life not of regret, but of purpose. From those early sacrifices came a truth that he now gives to others: that it is better to stumble toward one’s dream than to run swiftly toward another’s expectation.

To do what you love is to honor the sacred flame that each soul carries. Every person is born with a gift — a yearning that speaks in the quiet hours and will not be silenced. But too often, fear binds us: fear of failure, fear of judgment, fear of the unknown. Yet Jackson’s words cry out against such fear. He reminds us that hesitation is the thief of time, and regret the companion of those who waited too long. The heart knows its truth before the mind can explain it; to delay is to drown that truth in doubt. Action is the breath of the dream.

History, too, teaches this wisdom. Consider Vincent van Gogh, who, though misunderstood and destitute, painted with a love so fierce that it transcended his pain. The world did not understand his art while he lived, but he painted not for approval — he painted because he loved. Each brushstroke was an act of faith, a defiance against despair. Had he hesitated, the world would never have seen the light of Starry Night, nor felt the trembling soul of his color. His life proves what Jackson teaches: that to follow love, though it lead through hardship, is to live authentically — and to hold back, though it promises safety, is to die slowly within.

When Jackson says, “Don’t regret it. Don’t hesitate,” he is not calling for recklessness, but for courage. Regret is born not from failure, but from inaction — from the haunting knowledge of what might have been. Hesitation, too, is not caution, but the slow decay of faith. Every great life — every invention, song, or movement that changed the world — was born from the heart of someone who dared to act before certainty came. The universe, it seems, moves for those who move first.

And yet, his words also carry tenderness. To go after your dreams is not to abandon all else, but to align one’s life with truth. It means to work, to sweat, to sacrifice, but also to rejoice in the struggle — for the struggle itself becomes sacred when it serves love. Those who work only for reward grow weary; those who work from love endure forever. The true measure of a life is not how far one travels, but whether one walked their own path.

So, my child of courage, take this teaching into your heart: do what you love, for that is where your soul speaks. Go after your dreams, for they are the blueprint of your becoming. Do not hesitate, for life waits for no one, and every moment lost to fear is a moment stolen from fulfillment. And above all, do not regret, for even if the path is hard, it will be yours — honest, lived, and luminous. As Jackson Wang reminds us, to live without regret is to live fully awake — and to follow one’s dream is to honor the divine impulse that made you unique.

When your own time comes to look back upon your days, may you say not, “I wish I had,” but “I did.” For in that declaration lies the victory of the spirit — the proof that you dared to live as you were meant to. And that, my friend, is the truest form of success.