Find my passion – smoking ciggies and talking smack?


I can’t believe I have a blog. I didn’t even know I could write. Still not convinced I can, but my goodness I enjoy it. My introduction to this blog was the only piece of writing I had done outside of the essays I had to do at uni or a well-constructed text message to an ex that went into excruciating detail about the why’s, when’s and how’s of exactly how to fucking love me!!!

When searching for peace and happiness or strategies for self-improvement there are plenty of ideas but most of the time there is a clear theme. Every cunt is telling me to follow my dreams, asking what gets me up in the morning and to find my passion. I always got so disheartened because of my answer. Like, what am I going to do when my passions are smoking ciggies and talking smack?

I thought about what I wished I could be. I came up with famous singer/superstar. I know right, how fucking cool would that be? So I signed up for singing lessons. My singing teacher was classically trained and university educated in all things music. She also had a set list of songs to learn that got me super excited about my first world tour.

One step at a time though, so when she asked me what I wanted out of the lessons I told her the truth. “I want to be able to sing Adele in my car without getting dizzy.”

The first song I chose to learn was “Ain’t no sunshine” by Bill Withers.

‘Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone, only darkness everyday.’

It was the story of my life at that point in time. Fast forward six weeks and the lyrics to that song made me rage. WHO IS SHE? And where the fuck has she gone? I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know… Know what? What do you know? SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Turns out singing is not my passion. I never say never, but let’s just say I am going to put ticket sales to my first gig on hold for now.

So it was back to the drawing board…feeling like a failure and a little devastated that Sia and I weren’t about to become BFFs.

But I pushed on and continued to experiment. Maybe I could be a doctor? A yoga instructor? A massage therapist?

Some of these endeavours lasted weeks, some days, and some little more than a couple of minutes. Just as I was about to resign myself to the fact that I was passionless, I felt a really strong urge out of nowhere to start writing and… well, now I’m The Spiritual Bogan.

And fuck, look at me now!

Smoking a ciggie, talking smack and loving the shit out of my life.

– The Spiritual Bogan

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12 Responses to “Find my passion – smoking ciggies and talking smack?

  • Once again great and yes I am laughing

  • You were always good at writing in high school, I remember! Nice work Cim x

    • SpiritualBogan
      6 years ago

      Thanks Brides!! I appreciate that! You were always the creative one. Thanks for reading x

  • Lee-Ann Thomas
    6 years ago

    Hitting the mail on the head again, funny that you thought singer, that’s all I wanted to be, that is my passion, second only to David Bowie…., keep up the blogs, just love them and you. 🙂

    • SpiritualBogan
      6 years ago

      Ahhh great minds think alike!!! Follow that passion Lee-Ann, you will be amazing!! Legend xox

  • Fuck I love you man!! Xx

  • Wait till you have kids and your singing row row row your boat in your best soprano not because you should -just to stop yourself going mentally insane from singing it over and over and over again ?

    Passion is over rated but glad your back on your path! And could you quit the smoking! (Cuz I want you around long time woman )

  • I look forward to these. Thanks for popping up in my newsfeed. You , me, kelly i can see us running retreats in years to come. You as a famour writer lecturing on passions and being yourself, kelly taking some of them for hikes and me mental wellness/ self acceptance. Kelly and i can ride the wave of your success.

    • SpiritualBogan
      6 years ago

      This is brilliant Helen!! Would love to host a retreat one day haha

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