Monday, January 10, 2011
During my diva-in-distress quest, I've spent a lot of time thinking about passion. What is it? Do I have it? Who has it? And, how do I find it? Not fully enjoying the work you do can become a bit exhausting, sure I fill my days with other things that I love, but I can't help thinking that getting up in the morning to do the thing you most crave would be a great feeling.
I find that I can use passion in many sentences, for example:
I'm passionate about travel, I'm passionate about exploring new trends and ideas, or I'm passionate about art.
When I try to use passion as a noun I falter. I can't say travel is my passion or learning is my passion, because I describe passion as the one thing you would do endlessly apart from everything else. Try to answer that question: What would you do endlessly apart from everything else? It is very difficult. Perhaps some of my lovely blogosphere girl crushes would say that blogging is their passion. Or perhaps truly creative types would say that creating is their passion.
I sometimes question what is/was other people's passion to try and identify my own, not an easy task either. For example: what was Hemingway's passion? Drinking, exploring or writing? What about Bukowski? Philandering, drinking, or writing? Nabokov's passion was, in my opinion, his wife Vera. If you haven't read her biography, you must. She was a loyal wife and an amazing supporter of his career. Definitely a timeless diva.
Dictionary.com's passion definitions are superb, my favorite is: a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire for anything. Based on that definition, my cup is overflowing with passion. You see, I have a very enthusiastic personality. By that definition, I'm passionate about just about everything I do.
I hope everyone has a passionate Monday, at least. So what is your passion?