I don’t get the whole “find your passion” thing. It may just be a matter of semantics, but here’s what I’m seeing:

Passion is hot and fiery and burns out rather quickly.

Fires can’t burn forever. And they usually destroy everything they touch.

Why would I want to find my “passion” if it’s just going to fizzle after a while and burn up my energy?

What I want is Love.

Love lasts because it’s a choice, a commitment. Through good and bad, love remains.

Love builds, encourages and grows. It’s kind, patient and gentle.

Passion is jealous, sometimes violent, and tiring. It demands all your attention.

I’m noticing, because of my HSP & Scanner tendencies, that my energy is a sacred thing.

If I get upset, overwhelmed or even extremely happy, my energy drains and I need a few days to recover to do anything creative. I think I work best if I’m even-keeled and mindful of my emotions.

So finding my passions doesn’t sound so appealing.

Finding my loves, well that I can do.

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