What is Passion?
February 8th, 2017 -- Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »What is passion? More to the point what is your passion? Have you found it? Would you know it, if you had found it? What makes your heart sing, are you doing that?
What is it that speaks to your heart and makes you happy to get up and do each day? I don’t mean that thing you have to do. I don’t mean that thing you trained for years to do. I mean the thing that makes you happy.
Maybe it is looking at patterns in the water? Maybe it is planting trees? Maybe it is being the best mother you can be. Maybe your passion is building a better garbage truck, or maybe your passion is becoming a mortician?
So funny enough while driving for uber over Halloween weekend last October, I picked up a young lady from her friends home. I remember thinking she looked just like Lydia from Beetlejuice. When she got in the car we began discussing the movie and she was dressed up as a Beetlejuice character. Though you could see she had similar traits in her everyday lifestyle. It was a longer ride so we had plenty of time to talk. I asked her what she did as a job, and she told me she was an exotic dancer. I am not sure why but I truly am intrigued when I get answers like this, *probably because a part of me still has trouble believing someone would choose this* and I have to snoop. She had a bit of reluctance to say she liked the job, *yet she did not sound unhappy*. So I asked what do you want to do? What is your ideal career? She told me mortician. I have to say every judgement I could pull came up right then for me, even more than the dancer. You want to be a mortician? I asked and she said yes. I asked wouldn’t it bother you to work with bodies, and doesn’t that creep you out, etc.. she told me sincerely and with excitement no, and then she went on to tell me how fascinating it was; and that she had been studying the new ecofriendly ways embalming, and the different things that were changing this industry now. You could see the spark, the excitement, the passion she had for this subject. This was clearly what made her heart sing.
We often get caught up in what our own desires and beliefs are and forget to recognize it takes each of us to make this world. Someone had to choose it for it to be here. So what if what makes your heart happy is something you never thought would be ok? What if you are following someone else’s passion because you have been told yours is not valid, is too weird, that nobody dreams of that? What if we let each other follow their heart?
I believe we would have a much happier planet if we were each bringing our passion into this world.