Empty prayer, empty mouths, talk about the passion . . .

I was reading a newsletter that's passed around work - I think only 2 out of 12 at our work actually read the thing, but it's about human resources, management ... Communication. Generic but good.

There was a quote from Donald Trump that among other advise suggested that you should only spend time on work that you are passionate about, and then insinuated that you were wasting your time if you weren't on the 'pursuit of passion' track.

Well, that's all good and all, if you're a millionaire or single twenty-something that have not much more than a car payment to demonstrate some kind of economic responsibility.

Try being a single parent - keeping a roof over your family's head and putting food on the table. It isn't about 'passion' then ... It's about survival, you are responsible for "lives" now.

I often think about my 'passion' and following my 'bliss', then one of my children walk in and asks for a snack, or to declare that they are 'bored'.
I push the bliss pause button.

Or I'll daydream at my desk, then get a call to source some funky mauve glove with an extra thumb made from rabbit skin.
I push the bliss pause button.

One day I'll be walking out the door on to work, drop my daughter off at day care and head down the road to work, thinking it's a great day and the 'check engine' light comes on again.
I push the bliss pause button.

I think it isn't so much living your passion at this point in live, it's about living - true living, not like the mountain bikers on the cover of outdoor magazines - grocery shopping and flat tire true living, not the buying the Rolex just for the bling bling factor - it's about 14 hours of non-stop SpongeBob!

So when the Donald or anyone outside the normal humdrum routine of real life tell you you shouldn't work at something you're not passionate about ... show them your phone bill, heating bill, doctor bill, rent receipts.

my bliss is surviving.