Passions for life is simply something that you love to do. Something you make time for alone or with somebody. It is a passion for writing, painting, photographing, traveling ....there are a lot of things one can have a passion for. “Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love.” ~Rumi. It is something that makes me feel alive. I know I am doing something I love when I find deeper meaning, and feel really passionate about it.
Being brutally honest with myself embarking on some serious soul-searching and I discovered what I was really passionate about, but following my passion is emotionally challenging. Slowing down in solitude, I am trying to quieten down the voices outside and listen to my inner self. There are a hundred of queries and stories within me as to who I am, what I want to be and what I really deserve. It is a haunting introspection to reflect upon my unique blend of talents, strengths, skills, and creativity. It is a question of finding that special aspect and connecting to it with all my passion.
Thoughts flow more eloquently when I write and it is a great inspiration and easier to connect the dots. I find a sense of fulfillment spending time in solitude with nature and then putting down my thoughts with a pen and paper allowing myself to process my thoughts without influence from the world around me. I love spending time with myself in solitude penning my thoughts.
It is something known, maybe it’s been just a shadow in the fog, or it’s crystal clear and amazing in technicolor before my eyes. Either way, it’s been there, sometimes stinging me with a numb sense of denial. Whatever it is, if it’s not still just a shadow in the distant haze that I can’t fathom, I can coax myself to do what I love and where my passion lies. I have learned to say no for the purpose of freeing up my energy finding time to in solitude with nature and pen my thoughts.
Being brutally honest with myself embarking on some serious soul-searching and I discovered what I was really passionate about, but following my passion is emotionally challenging. Slowing down in solitude, I am trying to quieten down the voices outside and listen to my inner self. There are a hundred of queries and stories within me as to who I am, what I want to be and what I really deserve. It is a haunting introspection to reflect upon my unique blend of talents, strengths, skills, and creativity. It is a question of finding that special aspect and connecting to it with all my passion.
Thoughts flow more eloquently when I write and it is a great inspiration and easier to connect the dots. I find a sense of fulfillment spending time in solitude with nature and then putting down my thoughts with a pen and paper allowing myself to process my thoughts without influence from the world around me. I love spending time with myself in solitude penning my thoughts.
It is something known, maybe it’s been just a shadow in the fog, or it’s crystal clear and amazing in technicolor before my eyes. Either way, it’s been there, sometimes stinging me with a numb sense of denial. Whatever it is, if it’s not still just a shadow in the distant haze that I can’t fathom, I can coax myself to do what I love and where my passion lies. I have learned to say no for the purpose of freeing up my energy finding time to in solitude with nature and pen my thoughts.
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