Passion.
Passion. A concept you know I love..(look through my entries). A feeling I am familiar with...the lack of it...as well as the intensity and fulfillment it can bring. Somewhere I remember reading that you must seek passion in your daily life. Every day you must seek something that challenges you...that makes you feel alive.
There is the belief that that is part of what makes some people participate in "extreme" activities....that there is where you live in the moment..that you...feel. For me....I don't know where it comes from...all the time. But I do know right now (and yes, I do know that you're not supposed to begin a sentence with the word "but") I feel it. I am soooo feeling it.
As I sit here and type...I am at a cornerstone in my life. Maybe a "George Constanza" if you will.....if everything you have done in your life makes you turn out the wrong way...do the opposite of what you do....and everything will go right. Of course one of the big problems is that everything has never gone wrong for me...so now you have to figure out what it is that you change...and what it is that you keep.
I have a situation where I am working with an experienced and seasoned attorney who is looking to get out of the business. I take half of whatever comes in through him.....and keep all I get. Sounds like a can't lose to me. I moved office space...definitely glad to be out of the environment that I was in originally. I finally have someone working for me (part time for now)...and I look forward to making that work out as well.
Sooooo.....passion. Where does it come from? How does it feel? Maybe it is actually a myth that we are supposed to be able to complete ourselves. Meaning that in an objective reality we have to allow ourselves to feel...another person's influence. I still agree that if all that remains is faith, hope and love...the greatest of these....is love. Truly it is. And if the greatest of these is love....is it now the love for another being....or the love for yourself? There was a period in my life where I said "it's all about self". I don't agree with that 100 percent any more. It is partially about self...but it is also.....about....love. To share with another...to....feel that passion and that warmth...when you are MOVED. For now...I live in the memory...of.....passion.
There is the belief that that is part of what makes some people participate in "extreme" activities....that there is where you live in the moment..that you...feel. For me....I don't know where it comes from...all the time. But I do know right now (and yes, I do know that you're not supposed to begin a sentence with the word "but") I feel it. I am soooo feeling it.
As I sit here and type...I am at a cornerstone in my life. Maybe a "George Constanza" if you will.....if everything you have done in your life makes you turn out the wrong way...do the opposite of what you do....and everything will go right. Of course one of the big problems is that everything has never gone wrong for me...so now you have to figure out what it is that you change...and what it is that you keep.
I have a situation where I am working with an experienced and seasoned attorney who is looking to get out of the business. I take half of whatever comes in through him.....and keep all I get. Sounds like a can't lose to me. I moved office space...definitely glad to be out of the environment that I was in originally. I finally have someone working for me (part time for now)...and I look forward to making that work out as well.
Sooooo.....passion. Where does it come from? How does it feel? Maybe it is actually a myth that we are supposed to be able to complete ourselves. Meaning that in an objective reality we have to allow ourselves to feel...another person's influence. I still agree that if all that remains is faith, hope and love...the greatest of these....is love. Truly it is. And if the greatest of these is love....is it now the love for another being....or the love for yourself? There was a period in my life where I said "it's all about self". I don't agree with that 100 percent any more. It is partially about self...but it is also.....about....love. To share with another...to....feel that passion and that warmth...when you are MOVED. For now...I live in the memory...of.....passion.
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