Friday, August 15, 2008

Passion

I watched School of Life today, instead of sleeping. It will be a long night, but that's besides the point. It is the story of a teacher who desperately wants to follow in his deceased father's footsteps (teacher of the year award for 43 years) that he loses focus on his being a teacher, father and husband. All because another teacher came in who was more popular (student vote award). SPOILER ALERT, the other teacher is dying, so he lives in the moment. When he asks, "How much time do we have?" His favoured response is, "Not a lot."

Life is not a movie, in case you missed it, life inspires movies! I like to learn from a good story, so there. When we live passionately, we excel. The people who are best at what they do for the greater part love what they do, then after that they have to pour effort in. "...but his delight is in the law of the Lord and upon His law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted beside the waters whose leaf does not whither..." The Psalms 1. A tree on a river bank does not try to grow gloriously, it just does. One plugged in to ones delights will thrive on them exceptionally.

I sleep fitfully, and when I wake up, my first thought is usually, "I cannot wait for bedtime again." I dread waking up, facing another bland, dissatisfactory day I would rather have missed. If life is a gift, I am not happy with it so far. I am not happy with this state of affairs! One should look forward to life. It should be like a drug you take a huge whiff of in the morning and you are high all day. Yeah, sometimes you will be dive bombed by a pigeon on your way to a big job interview, or worse, she leaves and takes your heart and your dog! So what? You sleep it off, wake up broke, aching and hungry (or whatever), but, ALIVE! And you take another big whiff of life, high as a kite all day again and again until there is nothing left to inhale, then you take a moment to look back and hopefully you say, "It was grand" before you exhale your last.

That is fantastical fiction. The real thing would entail being excited about life, or at least something in life. Burn for something, let something burn in you. The best people to watch have a propellant fire driving them. They sit by the river of their delights and feed from it, then unconsciously bloom and bloom passionately.

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