The Passion for Self, Surf's Up

t’s not been too long where I felt like I lost my passion for well anything at all. I used to have projects, physical creations, all sorts of stuff I had not done -yet. Stuff I needed to make happen physically, stuff to engage others in. 
But it died sometime in the July heat (oh that desert, left me high and dry). What’s left to do on this planet, after having done it all? What’s left to do, when you don’t have a project to share and create (so fun when it’s flowing but it flew out the window or dried up in that heat!)?
It’s only been in the past few months that it came rushing back in like a cool California ocean swell: The singular passion for knowing myself sans past, present, future but in this broad and beautiful infinite NOW and just having as much fun as possible in this “last” physical life. 
Allowing all the streams of realities, waves of consciousness to flow through me with no desire to change them. No desire to analyze or even discuss but just BE me fully embodied. 
This picture captures it. Post surf with some amazing human beings who simply want to go out, catch a few waves and witness the sunset in all its glory! 
Simplicity in simultaneous multiplicity embodied with an unabashed passion for being me - sans definition - living life - sans definition. Surf’s up!