Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Here we go 'round the Prickly Pear, Prickly Pear, Prickly Pear...

What is your passion?

Why?

To be passionate about something, what must you be? What must you feel? The dictionary defines passionate as;

1. having, compelled by, or ruled by intense emotion or strong feeling.
2. easily aroused to or influenced by sexual desire; ardently sensual.
3. expressing, showing, or marked by intense or strong feeling; emotional: passionate language.
4. intense or vehement, as emotions or feelings: passionate grief.
5.easily moved to anger; quick-tempered; irascible.

I am only speaking of one of these meanings, so let us take a closer look.

Having, compelled by, or ruled by intense emotion or strong feeling.

Everyone has something, an activity, an object, an event that for them, symbolizes they're life. For the student it is school, for the parent, it is their child(ren).\

But are you I passionate about what you allow to symbolize your life? Every time someone mentions the label, do you feel overcome with any sense of emotion? Anger, hatred, happiness, joy? Contempt, contentment?

Do we know how? Do you know how? To allow your emotions free reign willingly to be able to feel. Freely. Can you? Do we, as a society know how to be, passionate? To feel intense emotions to the things that we see and know.

BUT!

Ah... it's so much easier though to hold them. To use all restraint. To smile, no matter what. To float through life, never caring about what is going on. Because caring means feeling some sort of emotion. And emotions are not truly, at their base, controllable. So we don't. Care. We block ourselves off so much and so many times that we forget.

How to feel.

Deeply, how to feel deeply.

Do you know how to feel passionate. What it is to be? In that moment, with everything we have to feel so that nothing of which we know of ourselves is left out of the equation? The easiest to know it grief.

Why? Why is it bad to feel? Feeling is connected to thinking you see. If you do not care, you will not think upon it.

It will go by unnoticed. Unmarked.

Why? Why did it get this way? Why is it "bad" to become emotional?

I want to live. Life. Anyone who has done anything worth knowing about was passionate about what they were doing. I want to know what I am doing, and know what I am doing is good, not because it is 'good' in itself, but because I have given everything I am to doing it.

That I think is a better definition of passionate. For life.