Passion

What are you passionate about?

Can it be relative?

Passion, for instance, like a love for Tide detergent vs. Percil is relative.

I’m thinking “no” because that relativity dilutes passion into just a liking. It cools it.

I take many things seriously enough to be passionate in my thinking. That extends from food to politics with stops along the way to consider climate issues and civic discord.

Taking the day’s question in its best light, I have to admit to a passion for my friends and their friendship.

I am certainly passionate about the love of my life. After over 30 years together, I am still mad about him.

Passion has many guises.

By myself

Who do you spend the most time with?

It is a boon to have the time and wherewithal to be able to lose oneself in thought.

It is a loss that brings us many gains.

The rush and whir of even the best company can be a distraction.

I value the distractions of society.

I learn from acquaintances as we pass aphorisms and chit-chat.

Being with my love and my friends brings me pleasure and joy.

I treasure these times but need my own time as well.

Time alone is as important to me as time spent with others.

Luckily, I spend the most of my time with myself.

It gives me the happenstance, time and grace for self-reflection.

Bookshelves

Do you remember your favorite book from childhood?

Pickleballers in Carl Schurz Park. Times change.

My memory is spotty, but I remember loving a biography of Mickey Mantle taken from the school library in 4th, 5th, or 6th grade.

In retrospect, I realize it should have been placed in the congratulatory fiction category, but it was inspiring. To this day, I can’t shake my true admiration for number 7.

My love for sports themed storytelling has also stayed with me. I’ve just repositioned it onto film.

How high?

What fears have you overcome and how?

I climb to the very top of my step ladder these days. It’s an exercise in balance and a way of overcoming the fear of heights.

Well, yes, a shortcut to fighting the fear. The step ladder is not all that high. I attain the second step with some difficulty. I rummage at the top of my cabinets. When I descend, I am happy for my accomplishment.

Write it down

Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.

There is joy in appreciation and in being able to communicate it. I don’t want to overthink my motivation or undervalue simplicity. Putting pen to paper (even metaphorically via my keyboard) is a much appreciated simple joy.

So much of what I write is random. Thank you for letting me share those serendipitous rambling thoughts with you.