Passion

Resurrect a childhood dream: Let your passion take flight.

I think I've figure out why children make me so... hopeful. And its most assuredly something to do with their unadulterated passion. The word unadulterated make me laugh - and it occurs to me that someone somewhere realized how once we become "adults" we lose our sense of cleanliness.. or purity. We have become ... adulterated. Our passions have been reigned in, our hopes stifled and our dreams reduced to a childhood fantasy. We are required to put away the whimsy of youth and replace it with the responsibility of adulthood.

WHHHHYYYY!?????????

Why did we let ourselves be tricked into believing that we were "silly" to believe? Whether is be unicorns or happiness - somewhere along the way - someone convinced us that the idea we had of what it meant to be happy was wrong. That we were wrong... and if we wanted _______ we would grow up and get it.

What was so wrong with the unbridled passion of a child?

Why did we have to "grow up"... or better yet, why did we decide "growing-up" wasn't fun? That it wasn't every bit as exciting and adventurous as our youth? We may not be "free" in the ways we were.... but we still have so many options available to us. And I can still do ANYTHING. Help ANYONE. Love EVERYONE :-) When I was a child, all I wanted to do was "grow-up"... I refused to learn to ride a bike because I was waiting for my car! I spent my childhood dreaming of what life was going to be like and I have fallen short of my own expectations... perhaps it is time to resurrect my faith in myself - my unfaltering knowledge of my purpose, my ability. I must remember how to fly...

Love,

M