The recent demise of Steve Jobs has left a profound impact on many. Suddenly, his words begin to haunt us. What is it that you really want to do?
When people ask me what my passion is I tend to speak all over the place. That should tick the BS alarm. To know my passion I should understand what the word passion actually means.
Passion is madness. Yes, you need to be mad enough. Crazy enough. About something. Something that speaks to you all the time. As if you are hallucinating about it. Something that becomes your best friend.
There are lots of traps though...Now if you like watching movies, that ain't your passion. We all like to goof around a bit. That ain't your passion. Your passion is what you would want your ideal day to be. What do you think is your ideal day? Not the "goof-around-in-your-pajamas-all-day" day. I mean "I-will-wake-up-from-my-bed-to-do-work" day. That's what is passion.
We all have obligations of some sort. Some ugly, some not so ugly. The sooner you get rid of them, the better you will be, the closer you will get to know/put your passion in execution.
Someone tells you what you are thinking is crazy, that is a sign of great times to come and a sign that you are indeed passionate.
I am not sure what pushes someone to "just do it". But from what I observed there seems to be couple of motives...
1) If you have to prove someone wrong.
2) If you are pissed off with your status quo.
3) If something keeps you up all night and you are sort of restless as a result.
My peak happened because I was under the spell of number 3.
I was just a kid then. I wasn't intelligent enough. I wasn't smart enough I was told. I was told I could never add and multiply numbers. I failed in Math. Again and again. It pissed me. It drove me crazy. Crazy enough for me to understand how it all works. Remember there was no Internet then. (Lucky b******* todays kids). I had to figure out. Everything. Every. Thing. No help. No money for those priced tuitions. No parental help either.
So, if I wasn't intelligent enough, how did I do it? It is called the human potential. Go Figure.
However, that just ended there. You know what I mean. That wasn't passion. That was just motivation.
Passion comes from enjoying and loving something profoundly. I knew how to manipulate through Math. To beat it at it's game. But I didn't learn to love it. No sir. Math was not my idea of fun (aka its not my passion.) Hence proved.
Passion is something you can describe in a short phrase. It is sort of like getting to say "I Love You" to your partner and he/she magically understands what you mean.
So what is your passion?
When people ask me what my passion is I tend to speak all over the place. That should tick the BS alarm. To know my passion I should understand what the word passion actually means.
Passion is madness. Yes, you need to be mad enough. Crazy enough. About something. Something that speaks to you all the time. As if you are hallucinating about it. Something that becomes your best friend.
There are lots of traps though...Now if you like watching movies, that ain't your passion. We all like to goof around a bit. That ain't your passion. Your passion is what you would want your ideal day to be. What do you think is your ideal day? Not the "goof-around-in-your-pajamas-all-day" day. I mean "I-will-wake-up-from-my-bed-to-do-work" day. That's what is passion.
We all have obligations of some sort. Some ugly, some not so ugly. The sooner you get rid of them, the better you will be, the closer you will get to know/put your passion in execution.
Someone tells you what you are thinking is crazy, that is a sign of great times to come and a sign that you are indeed passionate.
I am not sure what pushes someone to "just do it". But from what I observed there seems to be couple of motives...
1) If you have to prove someone wrong.
2) If you are pissed off with your status quo.
3) If something keeps you up all night and you are sort of restless as a result.
My peak happened because I was under the spell of number 3.
I was just a kid then. I wasn't intelligent enough. I wasn't smart enough I was told. I was told I could never add and multiply numbers. I failed in Math. Again and again. It pissed me. It drove me crazy. Crazy enough for me to understand how it all works. Remember there was no Internet then. (Lucky b******* todays kids). I had to figure out. Everything. Every. Thing. No help. No money for those priced tuitions. No parental help either.
So, if I wasn't intelligent enough, how did I do it? It is called the human potential. Go Figure.
However, that just ended there. You know what I mean. That wasn't passion. That was just motivation.
Passion comes from enjoying and loving something profoundly. I knew how to manipulate through Math. To beat it at it's game. But I didn't learn to love it. No sir. Math was not my idea of fun (aka its not my passion.) Hence proved.
Passion is something you can describe in a short phrase. It is sort of like getting to say "I Love You" to your partner and he/she magically understands what you mean.
So what is your passion?
1 comment:
passion leads to successful brand building. With leaders of business like Steve Jobs, Howard Schultz and many others their passion for their brand/work shows the way they speak about it. It's like 'pichi'.
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