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Finding My Passions Part 2

Photo of a garden that made me smile. Photography is an Art. :) Finding my passions (p2)

Photo of a garden that made me smile. This is a happiness nugget. 🙂 Photography is an Art. 
Finding my passions (p2)

Yesterday, I posted about finding my top five passions, as an assignment from my best friend, The Fixer. By traveling through my childhood memories I was able to find three passions, creating stories, reading and art. I was also surprised that I had forgotten how much I loved to do these activities in the past. Although, I had found and excavated three passions, I was still on the lookout for two more.

This time I decided to not just focus on childhood, but on my life as a whole. I am confident in saying that I am a creative soul, but I am also known as the caregiver. From my earliest memory I have loved to help others. In my opinion, I let this love become perverted to the extent that caring for others was the priority. By that I mean in my pursuit to help and please others, my needs, wants, & desires became non-important to non-existent. Don’t get me wrong, helping others is important, but my path and intent became skewed. Eventually, I began to hate helping others. I did not want to extend myself to anyone because I was just tired of doing and helping, and helping and doing. Serving others did not fill me with joy, but with dread, resentment and frustration. Over the last few years I have severely limited myself when helping others. Ultimately it is necessary to keep all things in balance, and I realize that if am to pursue the passion of helping, I have to find that stability to find joy again in helping others.

Although, helping others is a passion, it is a bruised passion. So I continued to search and I re-discovered my joy of learning. I wasn’t sure if learning could stand on its own or if it should be coupled with reading. I have always been a stellar student, going all in when there was something new to learn, with the exception of statistics. Although my skills were adequate, math has never been a subject that I enjoyed. My college English professor was one of many to encourage me to write and help others with their writing. He actually felt I should become an English teacher. I wasn’t sure if I had the patience to teach, but I heartily enrolled in creative writing courses. I used my childhood love of creating stories and brought my characters to life. That’s when I learned my skills were pretty good. My classmates actually enjoyed my stories. Writing is definitely a passion that makes my heart sing.

The more I sought out my passions, more came to mind. I realized I truly enjoyed self discovery. That is exactly what I am doing now (and it is pretty amazing if I do say so myself). I have also wanted to travel the world to see the wonders it provides and learn about the different people and cultures sharing the earth with me. Most recently, I found that I enjoy organizing a party. The logistics of getting people to work together, coming up with a theme and then making it happen really excites me. Now, I’m in a quandary, a good one, but still a quandary. I have more than five passions. It was time to get my “hands” dirty so to speak and truly determine what makes my heart sing.

So far, I have writing, reading, art, helping others, learning, self discovery, travel and party planning. You may ask, “Why do you have to cut any of your passions?” The truth is I don’t. I just want to complete the assignment as it was assigned, top 5 passions. I spent a lot of time in thought and prayer. This is the list I gave to my friend: 1. Self-Discovery 2. Writing & Editing 3. Learning 4. Art 5. Helping Others.

The goal is to turn these passions into a form of income. This quote brought this assignment and all I learned about myself  into perspective for me. 

You have immeasurable potential. Just as a tiny seed can become a giant redwood tree, you have only scratched the surface of your potential. You have the creator of the universe on your team and you’ve been given the ball, so run with it. Run knowing that you have immeasurable potential. -Anonymous

Have you been down this path before? Do you make a living by pursuing your passions? Please share. I would love to hear your stories.


Finding My Passions

Finding my passion

Finding my passion

Recently, I called one of my best friends to help me resolve an issue. I have not worked full time in almost two years. A full time job has eluded me and honestly, even if I had captured one, I’m not sure I would have been able to work with my health issues. I will call him “The Fixer” because that’s what he does, helps me see the problem(s) in a new light. The Fixer asked me to list my top five passions. Yes, that’s right, not the top three but the top five. He gave me a week to give him the information. For some people that task may have been extremely easy, but for me it was very difficult. I can name many of my boyfriends’ passions without a second thought. I can even do that for my siblings, but when it comes to me, I was, well, I struggled. I realized that my habit of putting others first and my long struggle with depression had really made an impact on my life and not in a good way.

So, I spent the week really thinking and analyzing the things that I love to do. I searched the recesses of my brain and heart to find the top five things that would get me going, that made my heart sing. Coffee was not to be on the list and neither was breakfast, so I had to really dig deep. A few days ago, I tuned into Joel Osteen’s’ Night of Hope and something he said sent me scouring my childhood memories for my passions.

One of the first memories to arise was me creating and reciting stories to my younger siblings in an effort to keep them occupied and out of my mother’s hair. I also remember talking aloud to the characters I had created. I’m not sure why I did this, but I know that it helped me to understand the character better and extend the story. My siblings loved it; however, my mother had a problem with me talking to thin air. I guess in a way I had imaginary friends. Although, I still created stories I needed to find another outlet to stay out of trouble with my mom.

At that point I turned my focus on reading as much and as often as I could. One of my fondest childhood memories is being able to check out a library book on my own, without my mother present. That was such a glorious day for me. I know, it is a little bit of a strange accomplishment, but to me it was very important. In elementary school there was a reading program called “Reading Around The World.” In order to get the award, a student would have to read as many pages as the circumference of the Earth, 24,901 pages. I went around the world twice, without struggle. Reading was certainly an activity I enjoyed and still do to this day.

I just had three more passions to discover. I dug a little deeper and began to remember how important art was to me by Junior High. I remember making a piece of art with left over tiles and a discarded piece of wood. The funny thing is I remember some of the art assignments from my 7th grade art class. I have a hard time remembering what I ate for dinner last night, but I remember that classroom, the assignments and the fun that I had learning how to create “real” art. Yes, the more I remembered, the more I realized art was one of my favorite pass times. Art was definitely a passion for me.

This little assignment from The Fixer was beginning to be fun. I was enjoying my walk down memory lane. I could not believe that I had forgotten how much creating stories, reading and art meant to me as a child and even into adulthood. I was known for carrying a book around with me everywhere I went. I had to have a story at hand and would often read five books a month. I was really at a loss for words. How could I forget? How did I let this happen?

Are you living your childhood passion? Are you participating and living a passionate life? If so, please share. I would love to hear your stories.                                                                                                                                                              

Be Careful of What You Wish For

Be Careful of What You Wish For, Because You MIght Just Get It.

Be careful of what you wish for, because you might just get it.

I would often hear the older women in my family offer the following advice, “be careful of what you wish for, because you might just get it.” There was no discriminator for this advice; it was good for everyone, young or old. As a child the advice made absolutely no sense to me. Who wouldn’t want their wish to come true? It has taken me many years, different experiences and 20/20 hindsight to understand the magnitude of this simple parable.

I started this blog to explore abundance.  At the very core of my existence, I needed a change. I have experienced lack in many areas for many years, lack of friendship, lack of money, lack of happiness and the list goes on. Lack, had become my companion. Then it came to me, I needed the exact opposite of what I had been experiencing. I needed abundance.  Great, I now have my solution, but I knew nothing of abundance or how to reach it. That was the creation of this blog, my exploration of abundance.

I started with the following affirmation, “I want to experience abundance in every area of my life, business, relationships, health, and spirituality. “

I was so excited. My mind stayed focused on abundance to the point that I found it difficult to sleep or think about anything else. When I was able to sleep, business ideas and possibilities invaded my dreams. I was overwhelmed, to say the least.  Abundance was making herself known.

I received three invitations for Thanksgiving dinner.  Wow! I was excited. The year before, I spent the holiday in bed, too ill to attend any functions. This year, I did everything that I could, to attend each dinner. It was well worth the effort, because I began to connect with others. I was building relationships and making new friendships. There was an abundance of laughter, love and food shared with many people, family, old and new friends included.

I was thrilled. I began to focus my thoughts on making an income. I knew that I wanted to work from home. I knew that I needed a lot of training. I also knew that I needed a support system. I knew that I wanted and needed multiple streams of income. I prayed for each item and the next day I found an online opportunity that provided in full. It was La Bella Baskets. I felt it was too good to be true.

By the end of December 2012 I was working on my new business, Abundant Joy Gift Baskets. Then I picked up a cold. I pushed through the illness. Then I picked up another one, and another one. I was sick for many months.  My enthusiasm began to wane then totally disappear. My fatigue increased and depression took control.  I didn’t want to do anything, go anywhere, or talk to anyone. Now being sick wasn’t part of my “abundance vision,” but if did fit the abundance spectrum. I had an overflow of illness.

When I look back on my experiences I realized there are a few key things that worked for me and some that worked against me.  I understand the parable even more. I learned to be very specific when asking for my dreams/wishes/desires to come true. This is where the “be careful” comes into play. It is important to carefully and purposely decide what I want to see manifest in my life. I also need to retain the excitement and passion, even through the tough times. Whatever my mind is focused on will show up in my life, whether it is good or bad. I’m focusing on the good. I’m

determined to continue this journey. Please share what you have learned while pursuing your dreams.