Passion...

I've been speaking to a few people over the past few days about their relationships and there seems to be one key element that is there, or isn't... passion.

I almost had 50 something year old lady in tears this morning... we were talking about her late 20s/early 30s children and their desire to stay single, have their own space and have no cares about marriage or children. She had come to accept it as part of 'their generation.' She thought it was actually a smart decision, especially when there are so many divorces and children left behind, that it was better to do it when they were ready, if they wanted to. We talked about a few other people's marriages, including my own, and then I asked her about hers... she said she had been married 34 years and somewhere along the line they had become more like brother and sister, than a married couple. I said she was still young, she still had passion in her eyes, and she shrugged knowing that she did, but her husband wasn't interested... as I said, I almost had her in tears...

I watched a new television series in Australia, based on life in the 1970s called 'Puberty Blues' tonight... and there was a 40+ year old man on the show having an affair with a 22 year old. She decided to break it off with him over the phone because she couldn't be having sex with an 'old man' for the rest of her life. He was devastated because he hated being this youthful vibrant man stuck in an 'old man's' body. His wife had turned into a prudish no-one, not interested in life, him or doing anything that was remotely exciting, and he just needed more.

I also had a conversation with another lady, and she has some serious dilemmas go on in her life, that are gravely affecting her husband's passion for her. They are newly married in their early 40s, but he us just so distant because of his emotional issues to do with work and extended family life, that he's lost all the passion he brought to their relationship when they were first married. It didn't take long before it wore away, and she would love to rekindle his passion for her, but his mind is not there... not for the moment anyway.

And then I think about what I have with my lover... the intense passion we have for each other, the ability to know how to kiss and caress each other in ways that are instinctive to each other... how we unite spiritually through our love-making, how we make everything different yet so pleasurable together... it's like every time is finding something new between us, and how utterly orgasmic it is between us. It's a deeply rooted passion that is there to stay, no matter the circumstances. It's something that is there, no matter how old you are, or how long you've been together, the pleasure and passion is generated with fire screaming from every part of you, because of the desire you have for each other.

Sex does become robotic with familiarity... but it doesn't need to be. You can bring back the passion in so many ways... the seduction, the romance, the spontaneity, the eagerness... it can re-unite those who have forgotten what made them fall in love with each other in the first place, or give you something completely new to look forward to. But in saying all of this, there needs to be sexual compatibility between you in the first place, otherwise the passion will never truly ever be there...