Lately, I’ve found myself wishing for more passion in my life. No, not that kind of passion. I just mean, I wish there was something that I was truly passionate about. There are a dozen things that I like or enjoy…and I would say that I’m good at most of them. But there isn’t really one particular thing that I’m great at…nor is there one thing that I’m particularly passionate about.
I like technology, but I sometimes wish I could leave it behind for a simpler life.
I like photography, but days and often weeks pass without pressing the shutter once.
I like music, but I’ve never wrote my own song or formed a real band.
I like graphic design, but I don’t know much of anything about flash, css, or php.
I could go on and on… I don’t know if I’m just afraid to commit to something out of fear of failure or if I’m too proud to let the other things go. or ???
Today while out on the golf course I told my friend Doug, that “the name of the game is consistency. You don’t have to be the best, just know what you’re going to do and that’s enough”. I guess some of that logic could be used here. It’s not that I want to be the best in all the world at whatever I do, but I do want to find consistency and know that I am good enough.