Jan 21, 2007 01:09
I've reached that point to where I've realized precisely what I am missing right now....
Passion.
I love the way my brain and heart wrap around passion. Be it a passionate moment or a series of them. The way I feel all wild-eyed and reckless. As adults we so rarely get to immerse ourselves in these exuberant moments.
"What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so."
~ John Boorman
I adore those few moments when I am utterly consumed by something, at times it is someone.... though that is rarer still. It is those moments when I feel completely alive. I am so longing for that now.