Hey Interwebs!
So I just want to start off by saying thanks to the people who have been checking out my blogger posts. I'm not saying that I am addicted to seeing how many page views I have... mostly because I can quit anytime I want. Haha. I'm sorry. That was lame attempt at a joke.
Anyway, I've been inspired (by recent events) to talk about a very big topic. Now please PLEASE PLLLLEEAAASSSEEE note that this was NOT AT ALL inspired by the next major holiday around the corner. I know that guys are starting to hear the daunting shrills of excitement by the females, and the stores have had their pink and red decorations out since Christmas. But Valentine´s Day had nothing to do with this topic.
And if you forget, I kindly but it in the Title of this post to help remind you. Also I will probably remind you throughout the post. I'm persistent like that. (It's one of my most annoying qualities)
I want to talk a little bit about Passion. Not the romantic, sexy, hearts in the eyes, kind of passion. But the energy that motivates us to feel empowered and charge onward. In my opinion, it's the cooler and more butt-kicking version of passion when compared to red, velvet, and champagne (which is my stereotype thinking on the romantic side of passion talking).
I have a sister who has recently found a soft spot for basketball. So this year in junior high she decided to play on the girl's team. It has been an awesome experience for her and she thoroughly enjoys it. Even when my dad (and other people who is definitely NOT me...) yell during the games and say random phrases in Spanish (no soy yo...). But my point of this is that she is passionate about playing basketball.
One of my good friend's from high school, let's call him... Potted Plant... has this amazing talent of knowing everything there is to know about music ever. Including bands, artists, and song titles. All of which my brain decided long ago was not important enough information to keep stored in my brain. Thankfully for me, Potted Plant is pretty much a walking, talking, more funny, Pandora. Well... more like if Pandora and Spotify had a baby... that was somehow human as well... POINT BEING, he has a passion for music.
Do you see where I'm going with this yet? P.S. Still not about Valentine´s day.
Passion is something we find within ourselves, whether it's a strong pull to a certain hobby or sport, or a surge of interest in a skill or talent. Passion is something that lives in each one of us, but is trigger by different things.
My dad, as an example, LOVES the Seahawks. I swear he would sell some kids off if it would allow him to buy the team. Okay, maybe not that extreme, but I bet the deal would make him think about it. He is passionate for them because he is invested in their seasons.
I love words. I love talking, I love writing, I love reading. If I was in the world of The Phantom Toll Booth, I would be living in Dictionopolis where I would be then eating words as well. Words are my passion. And I have this connection with expressing myself in such a way, that they are really meaningful to me.
I think one of the worst lies society throws on us that we can either run with our passions, or we can have a secure, "normal" life. And that's not true.
I am a religious person and I have a hard time believe that the main reason in life is to work hard to survive until we die. It just seems... dull. This world, if we take the time to take it in, is magical. It is bright and lively, and oozing with opportunity. Life is way too short to give up on something you're passionate about.
If you like writing, write. If you like painting, paint. If you like being a clown at kid's birthday parties, you should probably rethink your life. Ha, I'm just kidding... But still. Sorry, I have this thing with clowns. ANYWAY. My point is that you can be successful and still have time to discover yourself and get that life back into living.
Passion is the color in our life-size coloring book. When everything is looking so gray and blank, with hard black lines to stay within, Passion is what allows us to care about something other than ourselves and to paint a much better picture.
Be happy and know that life is a little bigger, and a little brighter than you might think.
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