I just had a dream, an awful terrible dream… Then I woke up with a wounded heart, but why? What was the reason behind that humiliating dream? I woke up still feeling complete anger and rage, for I had felt humiliation from a person whom I loved a long time ago. The very strangest thing about that dream is that I hadn’t thought about this person for many years, in fact I am happy this person is no t in my life anymore.
Then, I realized the dream wasn’t about that person, but about me. Somehow a reflection upon myself and my life came, and I just understood the reason behind all I have done in my life, and all I do, I feel, I cry for, I laugh for, I tremble for, I do not do, I reject and leave behind. I realize I am a person who is very active, proactive, hyperactive, full of energy, who gives everything to what she loves, who is very determined and doesn’t give up easily, who achieves what she wants whenever she has a goal, who falls and stands again and always finds a reason to go on. Many of the persons surrounding me ask me, how can you have so much energy? And then I ask myself, what is the fuel that keeps my heart running on full power at all times?
It is passion… it is passion that moves me, that enlarges my heart, that fills me with hope and the most positive expectations from everyone around me. It is what fills me with intense lovable moments, what heals me with positive hopeful thoughts; it is what hurts me when everything falls, when nothing turns out as expected. It is the reason why when there is no passion, when I find no passion, or when I do not feel passion, I may ignore, and I may just leave pass by.
"Self discovery", inspired by calonyr11
