Follow Your Bliss

A Few Years Ago . . .

• Eyes glazing over as I search 40 boxes of documents in a law firm at 2:00am for those that contain German words or phrases.
• Body crying out that it needs exercise and sunlight as I continue to crank out motions against deadline.
• Driving on the highway at 5:00am, upset about the fact that I had to cut my vacation short. Then leaning out the window to barf (from stress).

A Few Days Ago . . .

• Visiting a farm and petting "Poppy" who acts like a puppy but is really a goat.
• Having a lovely discussion with Rebecca Walker about her current book Baby Love.
• Drafting articles about these events, made even better because I'm in my yoga pants and t-shirt with a mug of coffee and my dog at my side.

I waited and waited and waited to be a writer. It took me forever to find the guts. This road of "freelance writing" has been far from easy the past two years, but I did walk down it and I'm so glad. Happy, happy, happy. Actually, it's more like joy, joy, joy. Or peace, peace, peace.

So . . . what is your passion?