I had an epiphany a couple of days ago, about passion and why it’s so important.
It’s the only thing I have to give.
Let me explain.
I could be a furniture maker, and make the most perfect, beautiful chairs. I could love every second I spend doing it, and put a piece of me into every chair I make. I do it because I love it, and it makes my heart sing when I see the wood, when I smell the shavings and when I rest in the strong, yet gentle embrace of one of my creations. This is my passion.
Another person could make chairs, to the same exacting standards as mine, with the same types of wood, the same curve in the seat, even the same smell – identical in every detail. But if it does not make their heart sing to do it, then their chairs will not be the same. People will not be drawn to their furniture in the same way, and they will not thrive in their occupation.
So it’s not about the DO-ing. I could be doing exactly the same thing as the person next to me, and yet be having a completely different experience. So what’s the difference between my creation and theirs? My passion.
And so I realised that my passion is the only thing I have to give. It’s what makes ALL the difference.
People don’t buy my beautiful chairs just because they look nice. They buy the chairs because they are imbued with my passion. Every piece of their interaction with me and those chairs carries the unique signature of my joy. And that’s what I bring to the world.
One of the other tricks about passion is that I can’t fake it. There are particular things that can make me passionate, can evoke that soul essence from me, but I can’t be passionate about just anything.
So I finally get what people have been saying all along, that you have to find what makes you passionate and do it.
It’s like my passion is the unique facet of me that I have brought into this lifetime to express, and if I don’t find it and express it, I might as well not bother. Because without passion, I’m just like the next guy, with nothing unique to offer the world.
And with that realisation, I also understood that I essentially have a duty to find my passion and follow it. It’s not just a nice idea in some self-help book. It’s the most important part of being alive.
My passion is the only thing I have to give this world, so I darn well better start sharing it.
Now, where did I leave mine again?