If you’re anything like me, you have trouble answering the questions “What is it that you love to do? What is your passion?”
Part of the difficulty in answering this question lies in the fear of commitment.
By saying that you are passionate about writing software, or teaching, or fashion, or human resource management, or LOLcats, are you suddenly and forever branded?
What if you change your mind 6 months, 1 year, or even 10 years from now? What if your interests change?
Perhaps indicative of some form of Attention Deficit Disorder, I always felt torn (and defeated) when asked to identify what it is I am most passionate about doing. I constantly berated myself for not knowing, as others seem to know, what it is that I want to do, and who it is that I want to be.
It kept me up at night, and kept me wondering about my future.
- Would I ever be extraordinary if all I ever did was stick to what I knew I could do well (or at least well enough to keep making an income)?
(Side note: That strategy – only doing what I know I can do well – is precisely what keeps me from ever trying to play computer games with my family, thus missing out on all the fun and laughter I see them experiencing when they play together. Perfectionism and the need to do well – and WIN – have held me back from living life to the fullest.)
- How would I ever know what I was meant to do if I never gave myself the chance to explore, to try new things, to take a chance?
Ironically, worrying about being held back from exploring has, in effect, held me back from exploring. It has held me back from finding my own truth, my purpose, and my authentic voice.
In that regard, the past few days have been a revelation to me.
I had the opportunity, through a couple of separate events, to be surrounded by inspirational people who love what they do, and do what they love.
It helped me realize that in order to take the next step and make the leap from good to great, I need to get over my fears of commitment, of imperfection, and of making the wrong choices.
The secret to finding my passion is not locked away in some obscure formula that I haven’t yet found. It is not neatly tucked away in some magical place of employment or custom-tailored job position that I just haven’t discovered yet.
The answer is right here, staring me in the face, asking me to acknowledge it. The answer lies in the common thread between all the different things I am interested in, and it has been there all along. The answer is versatile enough for me to be able to apply it no matter where I am.
I am excited about the possibilities that lie ahead, and realize that at the very least, recognizing what it is I love to do will give me a purpose for each of my interactions moving forward.
That purpose will be to bring people who have a common goal together, to help them realize their full potential, even beyond what they envision for themselves.
I believe people underestimate their abilities, and I want to inspire them to reach higher, push harder, and challenge themselves to do more.
I have some ideas about how to manifest this passion, but I realize that it might take some time to execute those ideas. And guess what?
That’s perfectly okay with me.
Real and from the heart? Totally.