Passion.
For me the picture that comes to mind with the word Passion is fire, or an internal flame.A passion is both life and consuming. You have to feed the flames to keep it going and at the same time it is what keeps you going, like the ability to make a fire in a dire situation, it is life saving.Passion is that something that has driven the great people of history to do extraordinary things.
I guess I have sort of written myself off in life as being one who didn't really have any passions. My self image of me was one of absolute "average", it really was/is a coping mechanism gone wrong. It was good when I was young trying to ward of the questions of the other children, but now that I am entering adulthood, I can't afford to put myself down (well I guess I never could afford it in the first place but hind sight is 20/20 - life goes on.) I do have passions. I love writing - yes I am terrible with grammar and spelling, etc. etc. but I enjoy speaking my mind through this medium. I also enjoy helping people, doing random acts of kindness - sometimes leaving enough hints to let my identity be known coupled with countless times of secrecy, I find it all very fulfilling. There are others but I really need to head to bed.
Slowly it seems that though I have continuous stress and issues right now, good things and key revelations are coming out of it. So I cant stop fighting, nor will I.
There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.
Nelson Mandela
Nelson Mandela
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