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Finding Focus, Defining Passion, Averting Risk

What is my direction?
I'm pulled so many ways?
Is that bad?
Or does that tension
Make me bigger?
I don't which is better
For my soul

I am challenged by "focus". When focused, other things must be ignored. Such a painful thing, to give up on interests. Yet I see that by diluting my focus, passions get sacrificed. I've searched for passion, just not very well. I'm pulled this way and that. Unsure which way is true. I've spent so much time eliminating risk that I've never truly considered passion, and how that can fit into career. I still have plenty of work to do. 

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