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Wednesday. A couple of days ago I mentioned I watched the movie “Serendipity”. I like the idea of two strangers who meet and discover they are perfect for each other but for some reasons they do not accept the facts and put some obstacles in the middle just to prove that if they were really meant to be together, they’ll be together anyhow.
The movie goes on and many years pass until when they are about to get married. And as you can imagine, deep down they both keep thinking about that person who they met years ago and wonder what could happen and what if…?

What if is mostly what makes me take risks and jump in the pool before checking if there is water in it. Because I know it could be empty, but what if it’s full? I can’t miss that chance.
There are many parts of the movie that I like and some of them made me think for a long time.
But there was a part that I never paid attention before. The guy’s friend says to him: “You know the Greeks didn’t write obituaries. They only asked one question after a man died: Did he have passion?”.
Of course that made me search for hours to see if it was true or not.
I read a lot about Greek philosophy but I don’t feel like going deep in the subject.
Then I remembered long ago I read an article saying that the Greeks were on the top three of people who were most sexually satisfied in the world.
So I guess most Greeks have passion but I can’t really confirm that. I do remember while I was in Greece, the guy at the camping place who very passionately served my French fries without using a glove or a spoon, just his bare hand and looked at me and smile when I was mentally gagging. And the Greek bus driver who very passionately threw my bag pack in the middle of the street because he decided I had reached my destination. But I wasn’t there yet.

So here we go again. Passion. We need passion because without it nothing seems to make sense. Passion is the magic ingredient. No passion, nothing happens.
You are passionate about something when that something is meaningful to you.
I still can’t believe there are passionless people.

Did you know that the word “passion” derives from the Latin “passio” that means suffering? So the Passion of Christ is the suffering of Christ.
It seems that there is not one without the other.
Passion is suffering for something that is worthwhile. Tell me about it…
People may not understand how passionate you are about some things and some may even call you crazy. But, who cares? You should still follow your passion, even if it hurts.

If you live without passion, you are like a preprogrammed robot. For sure you’ll be accepted everywhere. You ARE what you ARE EXPECTED TO BE.
But is that the way to live?

You should have seen the passion I put writing this post. I almost burned the keyboard.

~ by DotedOn on May 11, 2016.