I recently listened to Joe Rogan interview the very talented Dan Auerbach from the Black Keys. Several times in the Podcast, Rogan couldn’t help remarking how tremendous it was to hear someone so passionate about what they do. Auerbach adores making music. It’s in his soul. All day he long he gets to do what he loves. How great is that?
What we’re talking about here is passion. Passion is an incredible thing. Little kids have it when they play. My son has it and he’s a year and half old. How do I know this? Because when he starts playing with his “tet-tet” (his word for a train) nothing can distract him. Time seems to disappear.
Time disappears in a different way for people as they age. The exigencies of life force us to become “serious” and get a job. Jobs don’t engender passion. They’re what we have to do to participate in society. Unfortunately, if we are not careful, our passion can ebb and ebb until we are no longer in the present. We are merely fulfilling obligations. We are bereft of former passions.
I meditate every day. My instructor, Light Watkins, once taught me that after you are done repeating your mantra you should do something constructive to cool down for two minutes. I use my cool down period to say what I am grateful for. I always say to myself that I am grateful to be a writer. People have told me how refreshing it is to see someone so passionate about something that their enthusiasm feels contagious.
So why do I do what I do? Joy.
When I was a little kid, my “tet-tets” were Star Wars Action figures and G.I Joes. I loved story-telling. I used to make up elaborate tales about my toys which I would play out in real-time. That was my passion. As I got older, I planned my life so that I could continue telling stories. Like Auerbach, even if there was no paying attention, I would still do what I love. I would still write.
That’s how you know you’re passionate about something. What are you passionate about?