We COME ALIVE
In the expression
Of our Truest Self
OUR Nature
What is Innate
Our Distinctive
WIRING
Pure PASSION
An intrinsic RHYTHM
Ignited
We LIVE
We experience
Raw
Honest
Pure
Free
Wild
Untamed
Uncensored
A return to
innocence
A Child
At play
SPONANEITY
A way of being
Open
Allowing
Saying what we mean
Meaning what we say
Doing what we feel
Feeling what we do
Swallowing what we
like
Spitting out what
we don’t
Plugging in to what
FEEDS
Letting go of what
dulls
Allowing the
ELECTRICITY
Following our BLISS
Knowing JOY
Beyond concept
Vibrating in our
bones
As we meet the days
ALL SYSTEMS GO!
With a sense of
Adventure
Inspired
Our Spirit
Ever-FREE
EVER-guiding
Pure PASSION
Grounded
We stand here
Right HERE
Flowing with Life
The TRUTH
Of me
Of you
Of all
Unbridled
Untethered
FEELing
OUR way
From the depths
NOT swept away
By chaos
By drama
By fear
Willing
To LET GO!
Unleash
Unlearn
Stepping into our
Self
KNOWing what we
KNOW
Knowing there is
MORE
Always MORE
To be known
The vast lands
Yet to be explored
Sacred territory
Within me
Within you
Within this world
My appetite
INSATIABLE
This is
Pure PASSION
Nourishing our Soul
In wonder
In curiosity
In daring
In setting sail
Again
And
Again
And
Again
LOVE
Bursting
Growing
FIERCE
Life flowing
WIDE OPEN
Nothing to prove
PASSION
Pouring
LIVING life
From TRUTH
Following the
Heart’s Song
DREAMS
We weren’t taught
But here they ARE
Knocking
DREAM we must
BORN
Of pure PASSION
The Soul’s journey
Merged
With the human
journey
Here we are
Arms OPEN WIDE
Centered in TRUTH
Our SPIRIT soaring
FREE
PURE Passion
Letting the gods
SPEAK through us
Through our very
breath
Through our Presence
Through our Life
For my JOY
For your JOY
For our shared JOY
For THE JOY!
I
am a child of pure passion! You are a
child of pure passion! We are all children of the universe born of
PURE PASSION. We are. I love saying that out loud and writing it
just now energizes me so much that I have to shout out a Woohoo! and let the JOY echo from the depths of me out into the
world.
I love the way that Truth vibrates through me engaging my Spirit
ever-free ready for More! More!
More! this day and every
single day.
On
Thanksgiving I told the story about being a little girl and telling people I
was number 8 of the 8 McHugh’s; they would say to me: You
must have been a mistake! And as a
child who had never been taught a thing about passion (this was pre-cable TV J), I would say with
conviction: I am a child born of pure passion!
People would laugh at me, a little spitfire and this is all I
needed to fuel this entertaining one-liner.
At this point in my life, I see the beauty of my ever-guiding soul that knows what it knows, bringing this Truth
forward to hold me in higher wisdom AND as a defense mechanism to the views of
the outside world.
Passion
is innate, an intrinsic rhythm that dances, claps and sings when we are fully
engaged in life, joyfully expressing our truest Self. Our distinctive wiring, the sacred map
imprinted within each of us that calls us to plug our energy, our life force
into the things we must because it
makes us feel alive as nothing else does and to deny our Self this experience
is to dull our senses, deaden our Self.
Passion nourishes our soul in the fulfilling of our destiny to know our
Self, to live our truest life.
I
have watched the power of PASSION at work in my life, in the life of friends,
family and strangers. It is
AWEsome! It is INSPIRing! Often, we fail to understand why?! others do what they must do because it makes no sense to us
because we are judging their life and their choices through our wiring, through
the lens in which we view the world. It
is painful to not have others we love understand us and support the choices we must make in order to be true to who we
are, to free the PASSION.
A
friend who just knew she was born to
be a mom and felt like a childless mother in the world jumped through hoops and
red tape and flew to the other side of the world in spite of her paralyzing fear
of flying to bring her beloved daughter home. She couldn’t explain why?! she knew her daughter was in the country she selected she
just knew. This is PASSION. And no matter how challenged she is by
motherhood, she can’t imagine NOT being a mom as it is her greatest joy.
When
I wrote my book, Passing on Hope, I
met with Karen who would become my editor.
She was editing technical manuals line by line with a fine tooth comb
because she is brilliant and her eye for detail a gift. Before our meeting, she asked me to email her 3
of my favorite essays. Tear-filled, she
told me how beautiful my words were and how she believed in my book and what I
was doing; but she was concerned over her lack of experience in editing this
kind of writing. All I wanted to know
was her heart was in it – her passion and
my passion fueling this book. She would say throughout our journey together
that editing the manuals had paid her bills but working with me fed her
soul. This is PASSION. There is an energetic difference in the flow
of life when the well of passion is tapped.
My
friend, Lois Main Templeton began painting at 52 after her children were
raised. She tells that tale giggling
like a school girl of standing outside of the art supply store mustering the
courage to walk inside and buy her favorite color paint, magenta. Now, at age 88, she has international
representation and her paintings hang in museums. This was never her plan she was simply following her bliss. She has said to me: Dearie,
I am not good. I could not paint a
portrait of you. But I sure am
PASSIONATE! The power of her passion
bursts from her paintings into the depths of us stirring and moving us into
secret rooms within ready to be opened.
Some
live the passion inspiring us with
their very presence, their bigass juju, their way of being and their genuine
enthusiasm in living this grand adventure.
A dear friend with the gift of this vibration has more passion in his
pinky than most of us mere mortals will ever taste. This energy so vast can frighten and
intimidate others who find it to be too much which can cause those with this
awesome energy to attempt to reel it in, hold back, squelch it; but showing up
each day simply being who he is, allowing all of him to come out and play infuses us with passion, reminds us
all that we are here to come alive and
awakens dormant energies, worlds within ready to sing. He was born to inspire! His passion freed touches our Spirit longing
to be uncaged and go into the wild and explore the unknown.
The
invitation this day is to remind your Self:
I am a child of pure passion! I am a child of the universe born of pure
passion. Say this silently to your
Self and out loud with gusto. Sip in
this truth! Let it stir you. Let it wash away residue, old beliefs,
patterns and behaviors that no longer serve you and hold you hostage. It is time to Let go! and REACH for MORE! Follow
your bliss and let it free the passion. We
are miracles – each of us a divine expression.
Your soul’s journey merged with this human journey, open your arms wide,
centered in truth, connected to your spirit ever-soaring, let the gods speak through you – your very
breath, your presence, your life so sacred beyond measure – for the JOY of it. Your joy is what makes this life rich.
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