Passion for LIfe and for Truth

What is it that we call living? Is life defined by our significant other, our children, our work, or some religious or idealistic belief? Is living just getting by with as little disturbance and conflict as possible? Do we measure life in terms of our successes and failures? What does it mean to have passion for life? To live fully and in the end realize the truth of ones existence.

It seems that most of the time one is escaping from life. The moment is the only reality, but because mind is caught in time in the projection of self as movement, one mentally escapes the present by moving from the past through the present to the future. So one lives an artificial life, a life spent seeking the projection of what was, a modified past. One never realizes the newness of the moment because one exist in the mind as that which is desired and sought. The image of self is the conditioning of ones accumulated experience. One lives in the fantasy of ones self created image. If one has passion for life and for truth then one will look at ones self and face the fact of what one actually is. It is the beginning of understanding that is not a repetition of the old. One can look through what was and see definition as concept and completely miss the truth of the moment. Or one can look without the divisive self, the one who is formulating conclusion and see the truth of what is. This is a very important realization. To have the passion to understand that truth is not by definition but by the negation of all definition. Definition is the self, it is ones defined reality. To leave all that is the self created behind is the beginning of intelligence that is beyond knowing. To live in the moment is to live in the unknown. Then there is only the moment to moment truth of what is. One ceases the activity of retention, each moment dies forever as it passes. There is no retained memory as the conflict of what was. One is not seeking to alter the moment to fit an ideal. One accepts what is and in doing so one accepts ones self. Ones mind is not embroiled in the activity of projecting ones beliefs, which is the division of conflict and fear. One has no beliefs, because one has realized the true self. It is mirrored in the truth of the moment, in the reality of what is.

Passion is simplicity. When one has true passion for life and for truth, one leaves all else behind. To have passion one must rid ones self of all the baggage of ones past. One has to travel light otherwise one gets bogged down by the psychological ideals of ones past. One regains the exuberance of youth, of the absence of the conflict and fear of experience. One may think that it is not possible to maintain such passion. If that is so then one has already died, one has allowed oneself to be buried by the weight of ones accumulated conclusions and opinions. Then one will never realize the truth of the moment, one will live ones life trapped in the illusion of self created conflict and fear.

If one lives with passion then there is no end. There is only the moment in which life is lived fully. One lives as the unconditioned, every moment is new, there is only experiencing. The moment never becomes experience. It is a life lived as the illuminated, as one who lives the passion and the truth.