A colleague once said to me, “You can’t be passionate about everything.” I was sure I could and responded similarly, maybe even dismissively.
Years later, I consider her observation more a question than a statement. Maybe that’s why it has stayed with me. I think we were both talking about hunger, although I doubt either one would have found that word acceptable.
My larger-than-life appetite marked most of my life. I poured passion into whatever occupied me. It was exhausting physically; emotionally, I echoed.
Mindfulness showed me it was my choices that left me hungry. Mindfulness is life unfiltered, pure awareness. Each moment offers me a slice of life, and all I need do is experience it. There is more than enough.
Each slice is another choice, sometimes from a completely different pie. But my focus is exploring each choice–sometimes, it’s a hard swallow.
Then, I physically quiet myself. Eventually the gap between thoughts grows and the mind stills. On some days, that gap is infinitesimal but practice has shown me it exists. I need not hunger.
be something you’re aware of, the more it will
let you be who you are—
the awareness, the self, the Atman, the soul.
(Michael A. Singer, The Untethered Soul)