Kate Winslet has been getting traction for a while now. Peer recognition, in the form of nominations and actual awards, has been active for her at the highest levels for over ten years.

Sometimes you can spot when people truly are doing something they love — they enjoy their craft visibly, they excel in ways that no one else seems to be doing, they attract people who want to work with them. And sometimes, in addition to these, they just plain come out and say it, like Kate Winslet did at the Oscars this week:

And I am so lucky to have a wonderful husband and two beautiful children who let me do what I love and who love me just the way that I am.

Place Kate Winslet in the group of people who discovered her way into doing what she loves, and has had the support required to get there.

Nevertheless, there are some strides that people hit where looking forward is an expectation of doing something that truly turns you on. This is not dissimilar to Mihály Csíkszentmihályi’s work on flow.

As I was reading Daily Routines‘ posts, the one on Ernest Hemingway struck me as an illustration of exactly this feeling.

You write until you come to a place where you still have your juice and you know what will happen next and you stop and try to live through until the next day when you hit it again…nothing means anything until the next day when you do it again. It is the wait until the next day that is hard to get through.

Put Hemingway in the group of people who discovered his way into doing what he loved.