As I sit here at work pondering my weekend I think of all my passions in life. I can’t imagine life without passion. Some people are fine with moving through life just going through the motions. Wake up, go to work, come home, watch TV. Bleh. Not for me. However, simply having a hobby may not qualify as having a passion either. I enjoy playing games but these are not necessarily passions in my life. Right now my passions include soccer, snowboarding, music, and writing. Hell, that’s the whole reason I set this blog up…my passion for writing and hopefully engaging others in some good dialog.
Passion is usually associated with a relationship. “They’re so passionate for each other”. Passion is definitely key in a healthy relationship. Otherwise, it’s just a mutually agreeable arrangement of two people that happen to get along and have sex every now and then, right? But once there’s passion in the equation, your heart fills, you walk around with a smile, you can’t wait to see that person, everything just seems right in the world.
I bring all this up because I’ve been reminded of a lot of my passions lately. Some passions I am engaging in (soccer, music). Others I miss dearly (running, cycling, creative writing). When there’s an unfulfilled passion in my life I get antsy. I try to find a way to fill it. And sadly, there are times where I feel as if I’m the only person with passion in the midst of many people who are simply wandering through life.
