Archive | August, 2019

Show Me the Passion

27 Aug

I see sunshine and beautiful colors

What are you passionate about?

What makes your heart sing?

In a world of seven billion people, I would imagine there are some fascinating answers to that question, including the answer “nothing!”

Truth: I have a good friend, someone I have known for decades, and I’m guessing his answer to that question would be “nothing.”  I have never known him to be passionate about anything. I have never heard him speak about such a passion. Oh sure, he’s interested in many things, but his heart singing?  No way have I seen evidence of that, in him, in all the years I’ve known him.

But if you were to ask that same question to him, about me, he would most likely tell you that I was once passionate about teaching and that I am now passionate about writing.  He knows me well enough to answer that way, and that would be the correct answer.

When I was a teacher, I lived and breathed teaching. I woke up every morning excited about going to school. I could hardly wait to share a lesson with my students, and I went to bed each night thinking about classes the next day. I found incredible joy in that work, and today I find similar joy in writing. The process of creating an article, a story, or a novel is thrilling for me, just as teaching was at one point in my life.

But to be passionate about nothing? I can’t even fathom how that is possible and yet I am quite certain there are many people like my friend . . . and that’s okay!  There is no requirement for passion in life. I make no judgment one way or another. I just find it interesting, being an observer of people.  I’ve seen some people so beaten down by life there is no way they can find the passion.  I’ve seen some abused, some totally ignored, some rejected, bullied, beaten, and some trapped in addiction.   There are countless reasons why passion would be missing.

I’m just curious.

And then there are those who are passionate about being a parent, or passionate about being married, and I can see that as well.

How about you?  What is your passion?  Do you have one?

Bill

“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”

 

 

Aimlessness Be Gone!

6 Aug

Aimless . . . without aim . . . purposeless . . . an arrow without a target, nothing more than a wooden shaft with feathers, fairly useless in a quiver without a bulls eye to seek.

Welcome to my world, August 2, 2019.

I am not sad, nor depressed.  Simply aimless, anchorless, drifting through days, taking care of business, where the hell is that rudder, aware of the shifting tides but unaware of a solution.

It will come to me.  It always does.  In the past it was teaching, and the owning of businesses, farmers markets and volunteering, over fifty-five years of focus and goal-setting.  Today it is nothing.

Perhaps it is all right.  Perhaps, at seventy, it is all right to have no purpose in the daily meanderings.  Perhaps it is all right to simply be.

But it doesn’t feel all right.  Not at all!  It feels . . . incomplete!  I’m simply not ready to “retire” from life.  I still have something of value to offer to society.  I just don’t know which avenue I wish to travel on.

And so, for the time being, I write about it, and ruminate while on walks, and look inward for the truth I know exists but which has remained hidden to this point.

More naps these days

I had an interesting chat with my son, now thirty-four, about this matter.  He was telling me he doesn’t understand people who work after retirement age.  He was completely baffled by it.  When he’s of age, he told me, he was going to shut it all down and actually be retired.

Different strokes for different folks.

I need to be doing something of value.

I’ll let you know when I come up with something.

Bill

“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”