Since I was three years old

Occasionally, I am asked if I’ve dreamed about becoming a chocolatier since my early youth.  That’s a fair question.  Given my personality, if I’d known at three years old that I wanted to work with chocolate and cacao, I would have pursued that path from that young age.

Was I excited about “chocolate” as a kid? Of course! What child doesn’t enjoy the over-sugared, mass-produced-candy parading as chocolate that most of us gobbled up in our early years? But as I’ve said before, that’s not chocolate (more here).  And it’s certainly not the chocolate and cacao I work with and encourage others to incorporate into their lives. I’ve grown up. I discovered “chocolate,” albeit later in life than I would have liked. Continue reading

You’re good at it. And?

It can be easy to confuse what you’ve become “good at,” or “what comes easy to you,” with what makes you feel alive.  Anything that comes easy to you probably does so because you worked at it for a long time, perhaps even starting when you were very young—so that by now, you’ve forgotten much of the time you invested and you believe that what you do is what you’re naturally good at, and as a result, it’s what you’re meant to do.

It’s fair to say that when I practiced law full time, I was at least a competent lawyer.  Briefs became easier and easier to write; much of the research on many issues I encountered was already in my head; and so on.  There might have been times when I thought to myself, “you’re good at this.”  Maybe even “you were meant to do this.”

But was I conflating being “good” at law versus what made me come alive?   Continue reading

Finding Your Passion Is Overrated

Years ago, when I told a colleague over lunch that I was leaving the full-time practice of law to pursue a life immersed in chocolate and cacao, she, at one point in the conversation, said “finding your passion is overrated.”  Reflecting on that conversation now, I have to say that I agree with her.

I know she didn’t make that comment to belittle my decision.  This was a colleague who had expressed frustration about both her work and personal life for years.  I imagine she felt overwhelmed and her comment was her way of rationalizing her own choices aloud, almost as if to console herself.

Maybe my decision made her feel compelled to rethink her life:  What’s my passion?  What am I supposed to be doing with my life?  What’s my purpose?  Do I feel fulfilled?  How do I know what I’m passionate about? Continue reading