Have you ever wondered why we are passionate about certain
things in our lives? I distinguish passions from skills for the sake of this
conversation. Skills you could attribute to your genes, eg your grandfather and
your mother were both skilled musicians as are you today.
Passions
however are more disconnected. My brother for instance is a traffic engineer
who designs safety aspects of roads and junctions when he is not designing new
parking signs. Pretty dry and dreary to most of us but he remains as passionate
about this work as he was 40 years ago before
university. No genetics there I can tell you!
So perhaps it develops from something we read, or something
we learnt at school or something a friend was interested in or an idea dropped into
a passing conversation. All of those are possible in a left-brained kind of
way. But perhaps there is something more. Perhaps it is chicken and egg. A topic
that suddenly sparked our interest is
the flint stone to light an already existing, more deep-seated but until now
dormant passion.
And if that is the case from whence did that passion come in the first place??
And if that is the case from whence did that passion come in the first place??
To be continued...
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