sunshinemiss
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Greetings Icarys, A wonderful question... one that has been on my mind for some time. I have been living in Asia for the last year or so. The lack of passion there just dried out my soul. I feel like a little mushroom all flaky and brittle. There was nowhere to dance (my greatest passion), noone to really flirt with (my greatest passion), nor places to enjoy great art (my greatest passion). *I never said I was completely logical. smile* At least not where I was. The year there nearly killed my soul. My pain of losing my passion, a place to express my passion, was devestating to my spirit. I returned to the USA and found bits and pieces of it coming back, but in order to save my essence, I needed to do something completely passion filled. I returned to my beloved Peru for a month. I've been here a short time, but already, I've found myself dancing with a beautiful man in the restaurant at lunch, twirling to indigenous music all alone, gasping for breath at the beauty of ancient art, quieting myself so I can hear the music and the laughter of those around me. I am filling up again. This is not at all odd here. It is encouraged. Expression of appreciation is enjoyed... In Asia, I had nothing that energized me, daily life energizes me here. Passion is what gets us up in the morning, drives us to move forward, gives us hope for tomorrow. For me, it is art, music, dance, love, good food, intellectual discourse, and adventure. May you have enough, sunshine
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