What’s your passion? What do you love to do most of all, and when you’re not doing it, it’s as though you’re separated from the love of your life? I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s next for me with regard to my creative endeavors, now that my book is out and about and has a life of its own. I’m trying to settle into peacefulness and to allow an opening to occur that will sort of show me the way to the next creative passion. But maybe I don’t have to chase after, explore, try to figure it out, and maybe neither do I have to just sit under the bodhi tree waiting for it to show up. This morning I saw a great big door that opened into vast nothingness. In that Nothing was where all my potential fire of inspiration, imagination, and intuition could pour and grow. It felt like an enormous chalice but without any boundaries. The universe hates a void, we’re told, and will always fill it up. We fill ourselves up too, with thoughts, busy-ness, and people. If we don’t leave room, there’s nowhere for passion to pour into. There’s no space for all that potential fire. When we wonder what our passion is or ask what’s our soul’s purpose, or when we feel overwhelmed by longing for something we neither know nor understand, it’s good to remember we are both being ourselves and becoming ourselves, and ultimately that’s our purpose, our passion, and what we are constantly re-discovering. So imagine walking through the biggest door you can and entering into your own limitless potential.
