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There is no recipe for a specific person to find passion in their lives. Each of us yearn to find ourselves whether it's in what we do every day of our lives for work, whether it's what we do with our children after work, or whether it's in what we live and breath for on the weekends everyone's passion is what makes them both a part of the human race, and it's also what makes them unique.

Human because it's distinctly human to want to love what we do, and to want to do something we believe will make a real difference in this otherwise disturbing and chaotic world. All of us want to be both needed by others of the human race, yet we're each so uniquely talented and gifted that our passions are what define us to those who know us and love us. So for each of us to find our passion demands that we first find ourselves.

How do we find ourselves? Now there's a question I can answer.

As young as nine years old, I recall racing my brother, four years older than me, to the top of the small mountain behind our home in Northern Maine. The mountain was our second home we played in the forests surrounding it, and we made winter forts on the very top. The mountain was our kingdom. Looking out over the small town and beyond it to the rolling foothills that made up the St. John Valley I felt at peace and at the same time I felt terrified.

At peace, because I knew I was where I was supposed to be at this point in my life. I was terrified, because I knew that in a world as vast as this - my future lay before me like a dark foreboding trail in the forest that curves off into nowhere.

As the years rolled on, each time I came back home first from college, then later from working in another state, the mountain behind home offered me solace, as well as that small reminder that as large as I perceive myself in this world as haughty as I become about my value in this universe, the mountain would scold me for my pride. It reminded me that the world is so much larger than all of us. We are but raindrops every one of us.

By the time I was married and with two small children, I had visited several mountainsand each one provided more answers to the questions that I had in my life. The answers were usually not the ones I expectedbut the mountains were also never as easy to climb as I thought they would be.

One particular mountain I climbed with my brother-in-law only a few years ago in central Maine was Mt. Katahdin. It is a breathtaking peak from the main road miles away it is absolutely awe-inspiring

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