It's Just not THAT Important...

I think a lot of Nines get told that they "lack passion," at one time or another. The cultural definition of "passion" seems to involve being "strongly adhered" to something you are involved with. Or someONE you're involved with. I'll even go so far as to make the "snarky comment" that many cultural definitions of "passion" suggest that unless you pitch fits and throw things, "you don't got it."

And yet, we have loads and scads of workshops and books that teach us the value of "non-attachment" and finding a place of inner silence. Seems a bit contradictory, if you ask me.

I have been told-- more than a few times-- that I lack passion, and that I seem very "monotone."

I have also heard people talk about their "passionate" relationships... and somehow that "passion" seems to mostly be tied to the fact that they were "having a fight" with their partners, rather often. Which makes me wonder how anyone can think it healthy to pursue a situation that's about fighting.

The point I am getting to, here, is that a lot of stuff just isn't that important to me. Certainly not important enough to get all worked up over. It's just that other people perceive that those things are important, and those perceptions get them all fired up about little details. And those same people-- when considering those of us for whom the details are.... well... details-- seem quite set on the idea of telling us something is wrong with us, because we're not having the 43rd nervous breakdown (or fit of rage) of the day because we broke a shoelace.

I honor that people are all different. But seriously, folks? Let's get a grip here, and get a little perspective. Sounds to me like you are trying to rationalize your own dysfunctional behavior by trying to paint me as "the one with the problem."