Ever accomplished something so great that you assume a body builder pose and yell from from your toes? That's the image I get when I think about connecting to the thing that most drives you.
When people ask "What's your passion?" I try to imagine what would make me absolutely slam the football into the earth in the end zone and make me scream "YES!" with every fiber of my being. I'm sure I'd look crazed, veins bulging out of my neck and be less than photogenic at that moment. But the feeling... the feeling of bursting out of my own skin with such a resolute yes... that's the feeling I want to aim toward.
That's my roar. I want to position my life so I can roar often. I desire to release others to do the same. That's when I roar. When I make a difference. When a plan comes to fruition. When I see someone overcome an issue that's held them back for decades and I see that light of wonder in their eye that says, "Oh my word, I can do this!" When they believe after years of ache and pain and struggle... they see hope and believe. That's when I roar.
What's your roar?
(c) 2011 Sheri Smith Bertolini
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