“What is your passion?”

It was a simple enough question, one that I should have been easily able to answer.  What IS my passion?  As I sat there listening to the life coach guide us in an exercise on Saturday night, I tried to clear my mind and really dig deep to answer.  Really concentrate.  And you know what I came up with? Nothing. 


Isn’t that just sad?  I couldn’t identify my passion.

I had way too many thoughts in my head and not one CLEAR answer.  I knew what the obvious answers might be but I wasn’t FEELING THEM.  It was like all of my interests were gone.  There was nothing that truly sparked for me.  It seemed as if my entire life was now a faded black and white photograph where once it had been filled with vibrant colors.  I have to tell you, coming to this realization was shocking.

Stepping back from it, I realize that now am MOTIVATED.  I need to clear out my life and my obligations.  I need to get “un-busy” and re-connect with  myself so that I can remember what fills me up.  I think it is time for a little self-realization.

I know I am not alone in this. I think in today’s society it is so easy for women (and men) to find themselves engulfed in the day-to-day administrative details of life.  Running kids here.  Picking up groceries there.  Sprinting to the bank.  We FORGET who we truly are and what WE TRULY LOVE.  Obviously we love our families, that is easy.  But what about ourselves?  Where do we find joy?

The three questions that stumped me the other night I now ask you:

  • What is your passion?
  • If time and money were no object, what would you do?
  • What excites you?  What makes you happy?

Something to think about, huh?

On a similar note,  I just read a fabulous post by Jenny the Bloggess about her RED DRESS.

“I want, just once, to wear a bright red, strapless ball gown with no apologies.  I want to be shocking, and vivid and wear a dress as intensely amazing as the person I so want to be. And the more I thought about it the more I realized how often we deny ourselves that red dress and all the other capricious, ridiculous, overindulgent and silly things that we desperately want but never let ourselves have because they are simply “not sensible”. Things like flying lessons, and ballet shoes, and breaking into spontaneous song, and building a train set, and crawling onto the roof just to see the stars better.  Things like cartwheels and learning how to box and painting encouraging words on your body to remind yourself that you’re worth it.”

She goes on to challenge readers to think about what they need and what they are too embarrassed to ask for.  “Find your red dress. And wear the hell out of it.”

Excellent advice, Jenny!  I think I that is what I am looking for… my red dress.  I suddenly feel the need to go on a shopping trip.  I’ve got a dress to buy.

How about you?