YOU … have no passion.
Wow. Aren’t I quite the ass to accuse you of not having passion. Well, it’s not quite like that, so please put the stones in your hands down and read on.
I do not generally like to shy away from speaking my mind, but this particular situation involves very dear friends. On the surface, it’s not really that big a deal … unless you’re sensitive to false impressions about yourself as I am. Here are the facts; you decide for yourself what you would feel.
I was involved in a situation that involved group of people who, while most of us were not leaders per se, were in a leadership role. This was an activity I absolutely loved that I believed would be a part of my life until I either died or developed arthritis of the fingers. I am or better said, was, a bassist. No, not a particularly good one, but I did what I could. Anyway, I dealt with a group of people who, in my opinion, undermined the purpose of our “band”. I dealt with this for a long time. Sometimes, I was a baby about it and threw a visible fit. Other times, I bit my tongue and plowed forward. The point being that the intended purpose of our band did not reflect most of its members outside of the band. Condensing this vaguely told situation - to protect my various friendships, of course - I decided that perhaps the best solution was for me to do the very difficult thing of leaving something I deeply loved.
As things unfolded and I talked to other leaders involved with the band, I was simply told that I did the right thing, considering that being a part of the band simply was not one of my passions. This hurt me deeply. Who is anyone else to judge for themselves what I am or am not passionate about and how could they take the liberty to make their own conclusion about the situation? Anyway, I was pretty upset.
What I would have liked for everyone involved to see is that I made a sacrifice for the good of my own sanity, spiritual being, and maybe even the band members. I know of some very special individuals who have gone beyond their own needs for the sake of making something or someone else better. It’s no easy decision to do this, folks.
It has been some time since I left the band and from what I am told, the band members have had a sort of growth. From my perspective, this is what the situation required all along.
Someone replaced me at bass, and the new person is very gifted not just at that instrument, but with others. To add, this person posses other very admirable qualities. I applaud the band, yet I cannot help but feel a sort of sadness that what I saw as a sacrifice was not seen as one nor have I ever been acknowledged in any form for my actions. Ugh!
There’s irony to this story to boot. It turns out that the band leader chose to share … and give up …control of the band. When I heard this, the first thought that came to me was to say that there simply was not enough passion in this leader, but that would have been the spiteful and unfair thing to do. I simply see it as this person needing to find a way to balance something in their life - it clearly has nothing to do with lack of passion or commitment or anything else. It was simply time for some change.
I do not know if the winds of change will be for the better or worse, but I sincerely hope it all works out for the best.
- Love Downtown Seattle