Some people work their entire lives in search of their passion. Some find it and some done.
Last night, like any other friday night - I went to the hole in the wall in downtown Macon, Georgia. As usual, I had no expectations as to what was to come or how my night was going to end. I don't remember the name of the band nor the host. I do however remember the music. They were singing so of my all time favorites. I heard a little Etta James - At last, Aretha Franklin - Chain of Fools, and many more. I had about 4 Georgia Peach Teas - I was feeling right.
A friend of mine, Tamika, wanted to go to the TicToc room, but as I rode by the joint - I couldn't possibly see myself having a good time there. I did however want to chill with Tamika. Tamika is a naturalist, she's 30, fair complexion, full figured, and drop dead gorgeous. So I pressed forward. My destination - the hole in the wall. I send Tamika a text telling her that I would be at the hole in the wall and that after leaving the mortuary or TicToc room, she should join me. She did and we had a ball. Tamika too was introduced to the Georgia Peach Tea. It was an instant hit with her as well.
After a night of partying, dancing, and good music the night came to a close. It was time to hit it. In no shape to drive - Tamika DEMANDED that I ride with her and her partially sober friend. Thank God for friends! So I did and we wound up at iHop where you come hungry and leave happy. We did. I ordered my usual, the Rooty Tootie, Fresh and Fruity pancakes. Delicious.
While at iHop, Tamika's friend also invited a guest, Daryl. Daryl was all of 50, clean shaven, peculiar, and hood. Tamika, Daryl, Drea, and I talked about everything under the sun from the Bishop Eddie Long scandal to the economic crisis of today. Interesting, Intelligent, Whitty, drunk conversation - a night that I don't believe any of us will ever forget.
The highlight of this dialogue for me was when we began to discuss our passions. At this stage in my life - I've been content with the constant up and down. I'm an opportunity seeker, so if I smell opportunity knocking - I'm jumping at it. That's the story of my life. I graduated high school, pursued college, got a job because money was an issue. And today... some 5 years later. I'm still in that same place. Complacent. Content. No room to grow. Tamika opened my eyes and shared a very personal story with me about growth and passion. I will never forget it.
What is your passion? When this question was posed - I didn't know. I almost thought it was a trick question. One's passion is shown when they are doing what they were put on earth to do and they love it. One can realize his or her passion when they can honestly say - "I can wake up every morning and do this very thing that I'm doing now" - even if I did get paid for it. After hearing this - I was inspired to find my purpose. I have several hobbies - blogging and writing included. I have 3 blogs and my PERSONAL blog - THIS one is the one least updated. What's wrong with that? I'll tell you - If you don't have a personal life worth talking about - you need some development. Let's just say I'm in my developmental stages.
In search of my passion - I will be doing some soul searching for the next couple of days - I'll get back to you when I know. Thanks for the encouragement Tamika - I won't forget that.
anditisZo