2009-05-02 12:08 / 会员可以看
Woke up this morning and received a message from a friend that got me to think about the effect time has on passion. Passion is like a fire, a raging urge to engulf, to consume, to give, to sacrifice, to rise above the mundane and the routine, to be stronger and brilliant for the sake of someone, something, or some cause. Passion is like the spark of a match, intense and agitated, a friction that can turn phosphorus and wood into a burning flame. The question that struck me this morning is, how do you keep the match burning?
On the surface, it looks like a lost cause. The brittle wood that makes the match stem can only burn for so long. A slight breeze can easily kill a flame without shelter. Angle the match the wrong way as it burns, the fire will not consume enough nourishment and die on the broken stem.
In love, friends are always talking about how great their "honeymoon" period was and that after some time, their relationship settles. They still "love" their partner, but not like they once did. That passionate love that compelled them into love has become a habit, a comfort, as if they are moving forward only by the momentum left from the passionate flame that has long since turned into embers and ash.
In this uphill battle where nature and nurture seems to frown upon a lasting flame, what is it inside us that can help us remember, maintain, and nurture the flame that defines us? There is no easy answer to this question. And certainly there are no grand, verbose theories that can be of any use here.
Embers and ash retain the flames potential and can burn once again with the wind. When we are all so consumed with our daily responsibilities and the trials and tribulations of our lives, we just need to remember to take some time for ourselves away from the fray. Take a deep breath feel the embers inside glow and radiate an energy once forgotten. Nurture the muses of our passion and allow ourselves to be wild, simple, and free if just for a moment.
It is important for all our us to nurture our flame. Without which we are at the mercy of inertia, like particles drifting aimlessly in space. For a life that threatens to have no greater purpose, our faith rests in that we believe there is more and that a tiny spark can turn common elements into something beautiful, brilliant, and worth living for.
T
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