I Consider Myself Many Things…
And in the past, I would have added “passionate” to the list. In reality, I was still searching for my passion in life.
Where Does Passion Come From?
Now I know passion comes from within. I guess I always may have known it—any self-help book/guide/program will tell you this—but I had never experienced it myself.
I had never found the sacred space where the font of inspiration lies…that is, until now. I found the secret garden. I did not plan it, nor was it what I expected it to be.
At this point, you may be wondering how I made this discovery.
Did the heavens split open with light from above? Did I have some deep, life-changing epiphany?
The answer is yes…and no.
Life-changing, yes. But not in a ramped-up, high-octane, hotel-seminar sort of way. It was life changing in the single-step, small-decision, “two-roads-diverged” kind of way. Seems like all of these “road-less-taken” moments often precede the most life-altering decisions that you and I make, don’t they?
At the Crossroads
I hit a crossroads; and like the poet, I could not travel both roads. I had to make a choice.
I won’t lie. I stood paralyzed there in the thicket of life a long time, considering both paths. Finally, I gathered my strength and stepped out on the road with which I was least familiar.
I began charting my course as I went along. I made mistakes and course corrections. But then, a curious thing happened. I reached a bend in the road, and I looked back toward my comfort zone. It was hard to see clearly from where I now stood. I thought of how far I had come, and I chuckled and shook my head.
Then I turned back to the path that lay before me. Branches and weeds obscured it a bit. Stillness filled the air, and a lazy fog crept across the way. I couldn’t see the obstacles that lay in the path before me, but I knew they were there.
I was not afraid.
What is this? I thought, a bit surprised. Where has this new-found courage come from?
It was then I realized that the moment I chose to walk away from my comfort zone was the same moment I stepped into the center of my “sweet spot.” (Tweet This)
As I took the next step I could see, I realized that I had found my passion, for it had never left in the first place.
Have You Found Your Passion?
Have you found your own passion-filled “sweet spot” in life? If so, have you ever come to a place where you felt passionless or as if you had lost your passion? How did you find it (or reclaim it)?