Like if you carry a weight for too long, or a scent for long enough, there are moments when you forget its there at all. Passion is such, so much of it is there that we forget how much it is present in things, like salt in food. Its got everything colored in its taste, so much of it!
I say this realising that when you take this weight off your back you realise it was there afterall. You 'feel' it even if it gets lighter by a little bit. I realised there was less of passion when I see my usual reactions to things chnage. I didnt find myself ready to take on a fight, not willing to feel excited, or sad, or elated or any of those things. At the same time I felt very comfortable, very comfortable with things around me, more efficient. The most terrific thing was that I was not thinking in terms of gain or loss. I m feeling lighter and better, swifter and stiller.
Contrary to this love (which is not passion) makes you feel closer to people without having to have a physical presence near them. You listen more intently, feel more beautiful, feel healthier, love truth, are unafraid and yes, simple. Love makes you tolerant and strong, humbler and definitely more poised, more sure about yourself.
