So much is made of “living your passion” (a phrase that should be permanently banned from the lexicon) that it can drive you nuts. Anything that doesn’t live up to that idea of passion might fan the flames of unrest, dissatisfaction and self-judgement.
Oh, I’ve been there, especially when I didn’t live up the ideals that others had in regards to a “real” job, marriage/kids/picket fence. I was fine with giving those up, but the quest remained: wtf was my passion? I loved art and writing, a free and open schedule, no boss, travel when I wanted or just stare out the window. Yet to package that up into “passion” just caused enormous frustration, especially with bills to pay.
You’re probably thinking that this story wraps up in a neat bow now that I’m a healer/reader. Not really. I’m still driven by unfulfilled dreams and at times, struggle with maintaining a flow in my business. The question of passion, however, has been answered because I’ve learned to accept who I am: a deeply feeling, sensitive woman who has a million passions because I love to experience this human play. My passion is to do exactly what I want, whenever I want as much as possible while continuing to be of service to others.
It’s the perfect time for a Tarot session — book one with me here.