Passion&Creation

Passion. Such a simple word. Simply 7 letters, that can bring every single existing emotion to our heart, through our movements, our tears, our face and our body. Passion. Something so personal, but at the same time, something that so many of us share. Whether it's dancing, painting, juggling, hooping, singing, acting, collectioning objects of all kind or just, creating.
Creation. Another word that can mean so much. Creation is what makes us human. Creation is what drives us. Creation is life. Creation is all around us, 24/7. It's in that boy who just mixed things to try to make a cake, it's in that young woman who just gave birth, it's to that gorgeous teenager dancing her heart out on stage, it's even in that young man, who just declared his flame for his love. Because yes, that is creation. He created the words in his brain, even if they already existed, he had to make them pop into his mind, and make them go through all the way to his lips, and even if so many people already said those words a million times, in every situation, those words, by the way they were said, full of emotions, mean so much and so little, that yes, he created them. "I love you". They were his own creation. If he already said those words before, he never said it this way, with this meaning, at this exact time and place, to that person. And then again, the other one, guy or girl, will have to go through the same long but rapid process to create the words, hopefully "I love you too". Creation is passion, and passion is creation. To create is to live. To live is to create. Passion can take so many forms but only one thing can determine if it's truly a passion. It's that feeling. That feeling you get when you are free minded, when your body is not strapped to anything anymore when you can just let yourself go and every single inch of you move. You might not even notice the movement. But just because the feeling inhabited you, your mind, and your soul, it took over your body even if you might not be moving. I'm not a dancer. I wish I was. I have no flexiblity, no technique, no talent for dance. Yet, I feel good dancing. I elaborate dances, alone, with music that I play. I'm a piano player. It's not my passion, but it's one of my arts. I don't create, I transform. I take pieces, learn them, and play them as I wish. Slow, fast, loud or quiet, it is mine to decide. Dance gives you that same liberty, and more. So please. If you are passionate, about anything, once, only once, I ask you to please, let that passion take over, and magically, you will dance.

Control

The best thing you can do when you're frustrated or confused is focus on your emotions. Shut your mind and stop the thoughts as much as possible, cause thoughts are the ones confusing you. If you clear your mind from words and made up sentences, you will have access to the emotions, with no wall blocking them. Pure feelings. And you can focus on them. Them only. By doing so, you will more easily understand what you are feeling, why you are feeling that way, and more importantly, since you don't have those negative words coming after you, you have something neutral to focus on, and you will end up calming yourself without even trying to. Doing this will leave you more relaxed, and the huge ammount of frustration and sadness that you built up will only be a calm sea of understanding, making the frustration created by the confusion go away, and making the sadness lesser and smaller.
After that go for a run or any physical activity and you'll feel a hundred times better than before.

It's crazy how one simple thought can make your heart beat faster, make your stomach get butterflies, and make your head spin.

Share and Punches

Honestly, I never, ever posted personal thoughts online. I don't think I should. Yet I'm doing it. I guess it just seems so easy, and so relieving to share thoughts, troubling emotions with, well, literally the world. And these few days I had alot of "thoughts", those of which I didn't know how to express, how to share, and most importantly, who to share them with. The hardest things about opening up is always finding the right person to open up to. For each aspect of life, I have someone. Emotional pain, I have someone. Sex and Love issues, I have someone else. Fears and negative thoughts, then again, someone's got my back. Even just to be myself, and be really really stupid, even for that, I have a few individuals in mind. The real problem to that is that sometimes we forget that "Oh darn, I can't be silly with the person I share my emotional pain" and it ends up ruining a perfectly fine relationship. The best would be to have that one person to tell everything to. But that person is hard to find. It's like chasing Waldo. And once you find that person, they eventually disappear. And you can tell yourself it's not your fault as much as you want, in a way, it is. Because without wanting to, you used this person. You used them as an emotional punching bag. Everything you always had on your heart, you threw it at them, waiting for them to make you feel better. But with time, the punching bag starts to be less... full... It starts to get softer, sloppier when you use it. And eventually, it breaks. You didn't see it coming, so you didn't take care of it, and all of a sudden, it's not there anymore. Then, goodluck finding a new one.. You just have to go back to have multiples bags to drop emotions on.