Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Passionate

So I sat with my friends and had a discussion over a gin and tonic: Passion. I said I don't have a passion in my life anymore. I'm not talking about sex; I'm talking about an exquisite interest in an activity. Last year I felt passionate about bicycling. But, it's winter and I think biking in the snow or on ice is ass. Lately I've viewed my world through glazed eyes. I've often said, "I'm never bored." Well, I've been bored. I've spent two nights in bed with windshield wiping feet trying to decide how to alter my life. "What am I passionate about?" I've asked myself. 

And then it came to me: I remembered. I'm passionate about people. Do you recall the wonderful old film, "Auntie Mame?" There's a very famous line of dialogue, "Life's a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!" Life is a banquet. I never starve. I invite every human being I encounter for longer than 5 minutes to my feast. I offer emotional nourishment, friendship, inclusion, and support. And I offer joy as their amusement. Most likely than not - they close their mouths and refuse to offer a palate, a platter, or a reciprocating placement at their table. I find most people spit out criticism of the meal, scoff at the entertainment, or mock the participants in the conversations. But every great once in a while I meet someone who wants to share, partake, reciprocate, and provide his (her) kindness and joy. And it's in those rare moments I find the passion and the joy of community and camaraderie.

I'm passionate about people.