I’m leaving in 2 hours to fly home to WI and a good friend (aka Artist) asked me what was the first thing I plan on doing when I get home after celebrating life with my family and my answer was to buy a few cords of firewood and start burning. Then my good friend Mark sent me the following poem to get some insight on the importance of the space between the logs. Read this and then read again by substituting the word fire with the word passion. Any burning insights? Bob

Fire
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible.
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.