What are you passionate about? Do you ever think about what makes you feel alive, feel inspired, feel the need to share…?
I was talking recently with a friend of mine about the Tarot; she is working her way through a new deck that has resonated with her and is now ready to once again find her way of understanding this wondrous metaphysical tool. As we discussed various meanings and spreads, my heart started to pump in excitement. The more we delved into the various ways in which a single card can be viewed and interpreted, the more my passion for this tool soared.
I love the tarot. I love how it can empower one in their journey of self-discovery. How it can assist in preparing for one’s day or in understanding what has transpired. The tarot is not a quick study or a tool to be used lightly. Many wish to simply use it as a tool of divination but I prefer to use it as an aide for my growth and to connect with my Higher Self’s guidance and to my Spirit Guides.
This recent conversation has made me stop to ponder passion. When you truly believe in something or someone, magic happens. Your chakra’s spin in unison, your immune system pumps up, your world opens up and life becomes wondrous. You feel empowered.
Passion is difficult to maintain at peak levels, which is a good thing, as it needs to be tempered and balanced with our other interests and responsibilities. Maintaining passion in any endeavor follows the same pattern as “falling in love” and the growth of a lasting relationship. There is the initial introduction, followed by the spark of interest and the flare of passion. Then comes the test of time and of true interest and compatibility. If all is good and well, the move into commitment and sharing settles into the lasting glow of accomplishment and of creating something worthwhile.
It is my hope that you will allow yourself to find and follow your passions, starting today…
Without passion, man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark. ~ Henri-Frédéric Amiel, Journal, 17 December 1856