Passion

Seems a fitting day to be thinking about passion. In this case I'm not talking about the passion one might most often associate with Valentine's Day. Rather, it's the passion for a sport, a job or a person. My friend Amy just posted about the importance of someone trying to effect change being passionate about the subject, not just feeling guilty about things. I think there is truth to that under any circumstance, not just when trying to effect social change. Maybe that is like me following one with two, being so obvious that your only reaction is "duh!", but to me, at this moment, it is a realization. There are many things in our lives that we instinctively "know". Nonetheless, I think many of those things require honest, conscious consideration every once-in-a-while. I think my passions need some conscious consideration right about now. This is not some public cry for meaning in my life. Rather, it is a moment of self-reflection considering the meaning that I feel already. A little plumbing of the depths of our souls can't be a bad thing, can it? I wonder what I might find? Probably a caramel filling. Mmmm, caramel.