Passion is an emotion applied to a very strong feeling about a person or thing. An intense emotion compelling feeling, enthusiasm, or desire for something.
I have had many passions through out my life... horse riding, reading, painting, acting, singing (I thought I was the 10-year-old equivelant to Britney Spears). Many of these passions ran their course as I grew up and matured, realising that I wanted different things as I chose which paths to take in life (turned out popstar was not my destiny... who knew?). However, when I think about the definition of 'passion' I realise that I have one passion that has forever stayed with me, the desire for happiness.
Happiness is the reason we create and persue passions - if you are passionate about mountain biking I am assuming you do it to make you happy, right? After all, no one is passionate about being miserable, I hope...
The things that make me happy come in a very lengthy and varied list: my family, my friends, my boyfriend, my dog, sunshine, the gym, shopping, nail varnish, steak, laughing, Cougar Town, holidays, long hair, high heels, wine, cheese, Centre Parcs, childhood memories, to name a few. So, does this mean that all of these elements that aid towards my happiness can be counted as passions? If so, I am one passionate person.
Quite often if a person is passionate about something they will go above and beyond to achieve what ever it may be, perhaps within their career, health, relationships etc. I constantly think about my future and although it would be lovely to be financially comfortable in later life, I worry more about my happiness, and my aims in achieving it are constantly changing.
Coming to university, for example, was definitely a decision made out of passion. I have always loved writing and the thought of finding a course that could let me write my way towards a possible career made me very happy indeed. However, now I am at university hundreds of miles from home I feel I have had to compromise some of my passions to fulfil others.
To come and take part in my Magazine Journalism and Feature Writing degree I have had to leave my family, my friends, my boyfriend, my dog and, with current money issues, holidays certainly seem out of the question. So that is already five passions I have had to leave behind.
Lately I have been thinking a lot about the bigger picture and about my happiness. My question is, is it more important to be happy in the here and now, or to work towards a future where you hopefully will find eventual happiness?
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