Before I left New Zealand, I had a conversation with a friend of Static Era about passion (particularly around music), and love. This particular friend then pointed out that passion is unmistakable – you can’t really FAKE passion. But people can so easily mistake love; for often it’s actually fascination.
Like a new puzzle that needs to be solved.
A new toy that needs to be played with – experimented on – manipulated.
A mystery that needs to be solved.
While I realize these aren’t particularly romantic scenarios to paint, it totally makes sense. We walk around wanting to be loved, seen, heard, believed, and the minute someone looks/hears/responds; our own heart strings get pulled, and we become intrigued and fascinated by this person who might actually give a damn.
BUT WAIT! There’s more that needs to happen here.
Before we love, we need to understand better: ourselves and each other.
What was your most exciting moment?
What’s the craziest thing you’ve done?
What makes you get up in the morning – and motivates you to achieve?
What did you want to be when you were five years old? Did you do it?
What makes your heart skip a beat?
What are you passionate about?
What are your goals?
THESE are the things that matter to me; besides all the aesthetics, manners and superficial things that – let’s face it – can be taught, I want to know your SOUL. And I want to know if that soul is actually a mirror image of mine (sure, that mirror might be smudged), or whether we just crave to be seen; and we’re in turn responding with “falling in love” when someone simply takes a look. You’re not in love. You’re in fascination.
But this is all about learning; if we can identify what it is that fascinates it, then maybe we can adopt these ideals onto ourselves. Become more free spirited, or more guarded; love more freely or be more picky with who we open up to; make more money, or learn to live with gratitude for what we already have.
Love yourself. Love each other. But don’t fall in love with fascination.