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Write now, write with Passionate Presence.
What is that? Passionate - Think of love, so rich you are almost wordless. Moved by emotion and nearly indescribable intensity. Presence - seems the opposite (and it isn't). Grounded. Here now, entrenched in this precise moment. Writing while holding hands with both heaven and earth. Creating just because - not for outcomes yet knowing as we continue to stretch we attract, we connect, we combine this rawness with profound translations.
We become a part of the fabric of those whose lives we touch. We write, live, love, create and reach out and in with passionate presence. Always. Whether we are working on an assembly line or singing in an opera house or making love or preparing a sack lunch for our youngest who is somehow a teenager.
I realize as I look at this image there is no specific prompt, which nudged my heart to speak. "Describe it," she said. "The image, the concept of Passionate Presence. If you don't know what passionate presence means to anyone else or to you it doesn't matter, just write "passionate presence" over and over again. Call it into being in you and in the world. End this year, whatever you've thought of it, on a note branded with your forward looking name.
You, Me, We in Passionate Presence. Let's write this.
This first #5for5BrainDump writing from my fingers on the keyboard brought a list of writing possibilities. I haven’t numbered it. This will come in a second draft.
On stage, performance. Death. On stage. Poetry performance – the first one I did with/about Tom.
Everything disappears except for light, for me, for the process. Creativity.
With Cameron. With Cameron. With Cameron. (Details edited out for privacy’s sake.)
During fires – out in the wild and in my own fireplace, staring into candles. The poetry fire.
Watching Katherine in the Sound of Music.
Watching Emma, emotions. So many emotions. She bubbles with passionate presence.
Ina Coolbrith Park. My meltdown. Interesting how often the intense emotions.
Words – “Then follow me.”
Sunsets and sunrises.
Singing, often with singing.
Sometimes with photos, creating photos. Catching an off-the-beaten-path or other-than-view shopping cart. Waking up after a bad headache.
Holding a sunbeam in my hand on scope.
In fact, Hart Park on Scope has been magical, definitely passionately present.
John’s final eye contact.
My Dad’s eye contact when he said thank you for being tenacious about John’s funeral. “I will do this,” the final advocacy for my brother.
Denial doesn’t lead to passionate presence.
Reaching goals, does.
Like the day I spent crossing the monkey bars at Carteret Park.
Getting all the way across the country.
The way it feels to get “tubed” while body surfing.