I woke up this Sunday, on a February morning, with a smile on my face. Opening the window the crispy breeze was filled with the smells of the desert after rain. It is one of those moments where you unexpectedly get overwhelmed with feelings of joy, happiness and excitement but also melancholia and confusion.

In other words, it is one of those moments where you really feel ALIVE. It happens to me with food all the time, when I am sharing what I love doing with the people I care about. This morning it all happened with a sniff of crispy ‘deserty’ air. Go figure.

I realize that no matter where you are…no matter what your circumstances… the choices are always yours.  To paraphrase Albert Einstein ….. “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle”.

We all know it’s not a dress rehearsal… and yet we squander it. We try to play it safe. But Helen Keller was right all along… “Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing“.

Playing it safe, or sticking with the familiar may be easier….but you always miss out on the sublime miracles, the great adventures… the exquisite moments.

Waking up to this, to great friends, to a job I love, to the possibility of traveling and seeing the world, to the special moments that life brings to us…all of this didn’t come easy…. but I would like you to tell me what rare treat ever does. The rarer the treat… the more it’s worth fighting for…

And I know there will be many more treats along my way that will be worth fighting for. That is where passion comes from. It is the fuel of life. The reason for living.

If our lives are like a candle in the wind…. then there are places to see, things to enjoy, events to experience, food to try  & footprints to leave on virgin snow.  You’re not always going to win… but you don’t want your flame snuffed out without knowing…without trying…. without taking a shot. As the racing driver said following his win after many attempts: “Some days you’re the bug. Some days you’re the windshield”.

No… it’s never easy. But in the words of the Dead Poets “you’ve got to suck the marrow out of life…. or what’s the point”?

Iterum vivere tu solus  ~  You only live once !


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This entry was posted on February 27, 2011 by in life, passion, reflections and tagged , , , , , , , , , , .
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