A Passion is Born…
Having seen my children through a year of home-schooling was no easy task. I found myself strapped for time, tending to the garden of love and duty, yet somehow I made it through, even if by the skin of my teeth. Yet, I think we have all been in a similar if not the same scenario in the pandemic world we have faced.
For much of the year, it seemed life pulled me in multiple directions. Perhaps that is the looming essence of chaos theory, as it unleashes its forces on the sanctity of order. Having lived through a hurricane, I know that true beauty occurs in the wake of the storm, if even only a temporary occurrence.
Miracles abound. The rejuvenation of rebirth naturally follows a storm weathered. I cannot help but think that our philosopher, priest, is not far off. When we harness the energies of love, we will, for a second time, rediscover the passion present in those fires that await rekindling.
What are your post-pandemic passions brewing? Until next time my friends, Namaste. May blessings find you as you advance confidently in the direction of your dreams.