I would love to travel the country in search of passion
To sift through humanity for these elusive individuals
Scanning the crowd to see if I can find them
Sometimes it's a word I catch in passing
Or the 'glow' that seems to surround them
Or sometimes it's the person attracting 'attention'
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As a young adult I was oh so attracted to the 'bad boy'
It wasn't what he did but how he looked
The jeans, the leather, the boots, the hair, the stance
Equated strength, confidence....passion
And yet, as soon as said 'object of my attention' opened its mouth
The spell was broken
I was like a moth in the night hitting the window trying to get at the light
As I grow older I've met variations of that 'bad boy'
Learned that it can be a person's position or 'exterior packaging'
That attract the most attention from both men and women
And that some of those individuals have learned the talk
That can pull in, and hold, the unsuspecting
I learned alot from a close friend who fit this description
By all accounts the bad boy with charisma
I listened as women complained that he wouldn't commit
Amused I watched as men seemed gaga in his presence
Trying to mimic his style
And yet through our conversations I knew he was as lost as I was
Looking for something in his growing list of conquests
He was like a flame and his followers the unsuspecting bugs
And lately I've discovered something new
That it's not necessarily the exterior packaging
Or the person with just the right words
It can be the old farmer in Carharts trying to keep to himself
Or the band guy teaching the kids guitar
It's the person I feel drawn to for no apparent reason
Until I look in their eyes and see it
a certain kind of light
strength, confidence
And perhaps that's what happens
As light beings, we're drawn to the light in others
And it's different from those previously mentioned
because it doesn't look for someone else's light
to fulfill your own
In speaking to those with the light in their eyes
You can hear it and feel it
Passion
and it's contagious
So what it comes down to is that in recognizing the light
you reignite your own
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I can't wait to get on the road
and test this
Yes, yes, yes!! I find that I meet up with people who very nicely match where I'm at myself. And the more I ignite that passion, the more creatively I live, the more I learn to love myself, the more I meet up and am drawn to people who are like that. I used to be so drawn to people who needed "fixing" or who were silently tortured - because that's where I was at. No more!! What an inspiring post!!! Love, Silke
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ReplyDeleteYes!! What we put out into the Universe definitely seems to be what we get back!!
ReplyDeleteIt's those moments of total creative link--when you speak with someone you've not before, yet you feel like you've known them for years.
ReplyDeleteSeeking it out is hard, or maybe slow is a better description. You know it's there, it's just connecting.
I think a few connections like this are worth all the gold in the world.
You don't need 500,000 FB friends....just a few passionate people who really get it.
XXOO~~♥
Anne
What a great post. Very inspiring. Way to go Elena! Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteLoving this lesson of yours.
ReplyDeleteReading you post the husband and I have been talking about spending the time to talk to people not always be in a rush to get some where and enjoying the moment...I relate to what you were sharing...mainly I connected with the being a human and making the face to face moments really stand out...and the stories that people share and taking the time to listen..well I'm rambling...thanks again Eleana...
ReplyDeleteFinding someone (someones ?) to reignite my own passion or my own love for myself - ya, Baby ! It is amazing when that happens. Once you start looking, they will appear everywhere !
ReplyDeleteHappy Trails, Beautiful Elena !
Have felt the same at times...but being as young and as distracted as I have missed a lot of fine points that probably age has made visible to your..will read the post again.
ReplyDeleteGreat grounding. Hardship propels some forward and occupies others, a choice to make.
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