Passions

A friend sent a very intriguing letter questioning what I was passionate about...and how I came to this conclusion. My passions lie in the everyday and the ordinary. Some time ago I realized we were all hurtling ourselves down the road of life at dangerously high speeds without seatbelts and sadly, with blinders on. What for? Just because we had some preconceived notion about what we should be doing... we had these invisible check lists that we were racing to finish. At this point...I pulled the brake, gripped the steering wheel, yanked off the blinders and threw the check list out the window. At let me tell you...what a ride.

I take in my environment... I do what makes me happy .... I no longer allow petty bullshit into my life. I'm not obligated to maintain friendships just because... if people have changed, I let them drift away. I've come to realize I can only do what I can, and cannot perform miracles (nor should I try). I now feel like a huge weight has been lifted and I surround myself with like minded people. I'm constantly chasing after my own personal growth. I'm tremendously excited that my education is completely up to me at this point. How I choose to enlighten myself will have a direct effect on the individual I am striving to be.

Now onto my passions... what I live for. A good book, laying outside in the rain, playing catch barefoot in the grass, relaxing at the beach, home cooked meals eaten at the dining room table, good conversation, my art, music, volunteering (being a big sister), tailgating, savoring a glass of wine with a friend... The list can go on forever. But again...it's the ordinary and the everyday. The small things that put a smile on your face, or lend themselves to a smirk as they float by.

The senses have a great impact on me. Smells conjure up fond memories of times past, touch has me longing for new textures, taste...well we all know I'm a foodie, hearing allows me to drift off into my own world via music, and seeing is the wonderful result of ridding my world of blinders ... lay in the grass and look at the world up through the trees.

I, by no means have it all figured out, but I feel good about where I am and where I'm going.