Passion: ??

Work is not unusual. People work all the time, especially now that technology enables us to work more than sleep, eat, or love. And yet, however addicted we are to our work we sometimes can feel lost, purposeless; confused. What is all this work for? There are a lot of different answers, some answers contradict other answers (we are bound to conflict in this world), but differing answers has never stopped most people from working. If anything, sometimes the most hard-working people have got only one thing going for them: Passion.

I like to watch people work. I take great joy in watching other people enjoy work, enjoy life because sometimes, why do you need any other reason but to enjoy what you do? 

Still, it is rare to find the work you love to do; the work you are passionate about. But why should difficulty stop you from finding that great passion of your life?

From the moment you are born your potential does not cease to grow and evolve. Every day you are either closer or further from what you love to do; it is never to late to search after it, or abandon. People succeed and quit every day: this does not lessen hope; this should fan hope into a bonfire because you don't know whether or not you will fail. No one has any idea! And even if your 'fate' or 'destiny' or whatever is written in stone, you certainly don't know what it reads- no one knows what it reads- so don't act like you do know. Nobody likes a know-it-all. Seriously, don't know it all! You don't!

Just work.

I know. It's all easier said than done. Everything is easier said than done, but then you do it, and you're like, "Oh. Wow. I did it. Let's do it again!" 

Because the sweetness of success and contentment will overwhelm the bitterness of failure and loss. 

Passionate people are such a joy to watch because they love what they do; they are in their natural environment--they may even encourage you to be passionate, too. 

You may not take to it like a fish to water, but maybe you belong in a different ocean. 

Comfort Zones: No Can Do.

If life has taught me anything lately (and right now, I am- apparently- at the best age to learn), it's always good to try something new, not because it will benefit me--it could harm me--but because it could benefit me.

Any time you try something new, you never know what will happen.

Kids don't know that broccoli can be tasty because it's strange and green, and definitely not pizza. But, kid, have you ever had Parmesan roasted broccoli? Or grilled broccoli with chicken? Or cheese and broccoli soup? Oh man!

You've tried aerobics? You didn't like it? Oh, well, have you ever tried rock-climbing? Or swimming? Or yoga? Belly dance?! Yeah, that's an exercise!

Don't get me wrong: I am all about sweatpants over stilettos. I like lounging around doing nothing and watching television. I like sleeping. But I can't sleep all the time. And sometimes, you know, I wanna rock those stilettos over someone's heart!

Trying something new is scary, and there are so many ways it could go wrong...but it could also go sooooooooo right. Is the risk worth it? Every. Time.

Even here at our dance studio we're trying something new. We're starting a new class: Dance It Out! Yeah, that one you saw on television. Totes, bro! And so far, going super well.

Variety is the spice of life, eh?!

Can you do it?

Hell yeah, you can! (If you'll pardon my colorful expression.)

Goodbye 2013: Happy New Day!

One of the best things about the New Year is that it's a new year- hello, 2014. Who doesn't love new?

New is so great.

New is so grand.

New is so full of potential it hurts and scares a lot of people.

So new.

Yet, thirteen days have gone by; all the fireworks have stopped, the wine's mostly gone, and people are back to 'reality' which already feels kind of old; routine does that: it's hard to remember midnight promises when the other 23 hours and 59 minutes are overwhelmingly full of ugly things like doubt and mediocrity. It's hard to feel new when new things gradually become old; before we know it, 2015 will be the new 2014.

But then we can't forget that we have 352 midnight promises left to either make or break. That means 352 other midnights to sleep fresh and reconsider, "Who am I? What exactly do I want to do?" That also means we have 352 other mornings where we can be grateful for new days- rainy or sunny- to make mistakes and learn from them; to meet new people; to visit new places; to fight for more causes.

Maybe instead of saying, 'Happy New Year' once a year, we should say to each other, "Happy New Day!" Yeah, maybe you'll become one of those annoying perky people- whatever to anyone who doesn't like it: you don't need that kind of negativity in your life. You're too freaking awesome for that kind of negativity, remember that.

So that maybe when 2015 comes round you won't have the same old regrets; you'll have new regrets! You'll have more chances to become a better and more beautiful you.

Happy New Year. Happy New Day, Every Day.

Take advantage. You only have today. Make it count.