Monday, September 15, 2008

Fueling your passion

A little over three years ago, my husband told me to find a job I could get passionate about. I'd been a mental health counselor for seventeen years, owned a Christian bookstore for five and now I was giving real estate a whirl--but hated it.

"I want to write," I said, knowing as soon as the words left my mouth that I sounded as delusional as some of my ex-clients.

"Then do it."

If you look in my closet, you'll find a stack of diaries dating back to when I turned thirteen. My mother gave me my first five-year one that Christmas. Since then I've journaled every major and not-so-major event in my life.

But had I found my passion?

When I handed in my resignation from my counseling job--I counted down the days. When I sold the Christian bookstore, I knew it was time to move on. But if someone told me I could never write again--it would crush me.

Have you found your passion?

Or are you like I was--dabbling in the diaries--but afraid to speak the words, "I want to be a writer."

I hope today is your day.


Joanne said...

It's amazing what happens when you just jump in to your passion! It takes on a life of its own, doesn't it? Thanks for dropping by, happy writing to you, too :)

Janna Qualman said...

I had visions of being a writer long before I took the plunge and took actions that made me a writer. And now I wouldn't have it any other way.

Hope it's a great week for you, Terri. And I'll likely mentioned my query situation in tomorrow's post. :)

AnooCre8ion said...

I imagined and dreamed of being a writer for such a long time, but I never dared speak it. Even now I am still hesitant. Not sure why but with God's help and encouragement from others like you I am going to make this dream a reality, but I really do love it.