“What are your interests?”
That is a perfectly acceptable question, and yet it makes me feel as though I’m sitting under the spotlight of judgment when someone asks me, “what are your interests?”. I clam up inside, but outwardly I giggle and say “I don’t know.., lots of things!” Oh, yes, it’s cute and charming, but it doesn’t feel very authentic. Of course I know what I’m interested in! And the truth is, I do have a lot of interests. So I panic at the question because I feel that the inquisitor will form opinions of me based on my answers. I could say that I like to sew or I like tennis and then the inquisitor would think that I am totally into those things, but I’m not. I could be just as dis-interested in them as I am interested in them. You see, my interest is dependent on something else.
I think the question should really be: what are your values?
Family, honor, respect;
Authenticity, honesty, individuality; creativity, growth, learning and discovery;
Objectivity, evaluation, and analysis
So yeah, I have a lot of interests, but I find that the activities of my interests must fit the values or they will not hold my interest for very long at all.
What are your interests?
When you answer that question, you must know that I will be wondering, how do those things contribute to the quality of your life?