The Frequency Of Passion


Picture: Jazz Rock Guitarist Stone Temple Pilot by Yuriy Shevchuk




This morning I was watching a very interesting interview on YouTube by renowned musician and producer Pharrell Williams. He was interviewing another musician and producer from an older generation called Daniel Lanois. I’ve been attracted to his music since I was in University because of something I could not really explain to myself at the time. Gradually, becoming more acquainted with themes like following your passion and acting on your excitement, I started to get why I was so pulled towards his music. In the interview, something greater than himself transpires. He talks about dreaming about new ideas and having to write them down immediately when he wakes up; or visualizing sound in a room where he wants to record something. Inevitably, like a truffle dog, I smelled the fragrance of passion, and in his case, we can even talk about a substantial devotion.

In the spiritual community, we hear so many times people talking about life-purpose and doing what you love for a living. The idea that resonates more with me in the present phase of my journey is resumed in this quote from Bashar: “Follow your highest excitement, in whatever shape or form is presented at any give moment, to the best of your ability, without any expectations on how the outcome should look like.” Then he goes on saying that this state represents our true nature, our true unique frequency in the symphony of existence. In this particular state, when we’re in the zone, we experience more synchronicities and a freer flow of energy in our day to day life. In essence, we feel more fulfilled and less resistant to what we go through. If you want to know more about Bashar (channelled by Darryl Anka) and his powerful information you can find a lot of excerpts on YouTube and a discrete number of podcasts featuring his channel Darryl Anka on various platforms.

Going back to the fragrance I perceived in Daniel Lanois’ interview, I want to expand a bit the concept of alignment. Have you ever noticed any changes in you, positive or negative, when you listen to a song, watch a movie, contemplate an image, or read a book? Something happens. We tap into the energy of the content. Based on how we react to it, like mixing different chemical substances, we shift our own vibrational state. Of course, it depends on how much we resonate with that content and on what level, but, at least, a tiny transformation takes place. When it comes to passion, many of us feel very far from it, or doubtful about what they’re doing. To be fair, I’ve found myself in that place many times – too many times. So I’ve set the intention to do what I love and live a fulfilling life. I’ve consciously chosen to put myself in alignment with the frequency of passion.

Now, let me present you a hack to this. Imagine yourself devoid of inspiration, not only unwilling to create, but, in general, to wake up in the morning. So you start questioning your choices in life, you develop regret and bitterness. Depression and anger keep you in a low emotional state, you can’t see clearly: you’re lost. Well, it’s perfectly natural to feel like lost in our society. We’ve been driven away from what we enjoy in so many ways to make it easier to control us. However, from a higher perspective, this might have happened in order to let us rediscover, from a different point of view, who we truly prefer to be. The experience of feeling lost is a valuable one. When you’re lost, you can go everywhere you want. Your potential is even bigger than before. And that’s the perfect moment to get acquainted with the frequency of passion. But how? How to do that when you feel so apathetic, discouraged and desireless? Well, it’s quite simple actually. Start to put yourself in alignment with this frequency by looking at others who are already there, who are already doing what they love. It doesn’t have to be something that you personally want to do. For example, I don’t necessarily want to pursue a career in producing after listening to Lanois and Pharrel talking about their craft – maybe just a bit – but I’ve enabled myself to commune with that pure energy, behind its physical form.

Just bathe yourself in the energy of people doing what they love. Consume their content, listen to their interviews – some people even like to stick their images on the wall! And it can be a photograph of the Indian guru Paramahansa Yogananda, but it doesn’t have to be. Teenagers and grown fans, do this naturally by hanging posters of their favourite musicians on the wall, even without any awareness of the inspiration they get from them. Little by little, through these simple actions, you’ll be more and more sensitive to the vibration of excitement itself. And, by putting aside the excuses that pop into your mind when it comes to taking action, you’ll be more aware of what excites you the most. Maybe, it’s something that’s always been there somehow in the background of your life. Maybe it’s something unforeseeable, ignited by a new friendship, or synchronistic experience. Maybe it’s a trail of breadcrumbs, a series of totally disconnected events that you enjoy one by one and finally, but not necessarily, take you to a more stable and coherent activity. It’s important to be in the present moment as much as possible during this process. To be sensitive to your own internal states and observe them clearly. The next most enjoyable thing may then pop out of nowhere, naturally, just because we’ve attuned ourselves to the frequency of passion.




The Dream


Picture: Journey To Outer Space by Tithi LuadThong




Bare branches against white skies.

The rain sizzles on the umbrellas,

Like frying butter on a pan. Good old fellas,

The sycamores toast at the skies:

“Quench our thirst!”


Nothing else,

Nothing else exists but this one

Breath you’re taking.

Inhale, exhale.

Nothing but the music all around you,

The songs you choose,

The ones you don’t.


Paper clouds, doused with smoky

Tinges of grey, hang unapologetically.

Are they really heavy? Isn’t it hokey

To stick our labels automatically?

“Not so fast! Let them fall away…”


Let what’s known surprise you over

And over again. Each millisecond,

New dimensions unfold, so fecund,

Shifting in and out, and hover

In outer space!

Yes, this is the place!

This is the time,

You’ve never been so on-time.

Clouds of paper,

Cuttlefish-ink canopies,

Bird-flutes, blown by the wind.

Wake up,

This is a dream.



Lonely Birch On Concrete


Picture: Misty Morning by Melissa McKinnon




Lonely birch, through concrete, wades,

Remembering the Way.

Lonely birch of the glades,

Gaining perspective, away

From the flock,

Forget about the clock.

Lonely birch, at the foot of the mountain,

The wind murmurs at dusk

A couple o’ steps away from the fountain,

Through all sorts of rocks and musk.

Lonely birch you live and amaze me,

Amidst honks and toxic gases,

The city sometimes confuses me,

You teach me every season passes.

You teach me, no matter the passage,

Light shines through,

In everything that you do.

So allow the encrypted message

To be as it is

By accepting what is.



The River Of Sounds


Picture: Sublime Park by Leonid Afremov




Warning: the following article might irreversibly change your perception of reality.


I’m listening: voices, the heating system, automatic doors, coins in pockets, steps, snaps, giggles, various accents, coughing… The list could be infinite. Have you ever wondered how many labels we, consciously or unconsciously, attach to the sounds we hear? This is the standard approach to our soundscape at any given moment. All these labels contribute to our conditioning, igniting conscious or unconscious reactions in us. What’s wrong about it? Absolutely nothing. The human experience is also based on this very common process. But, what if I told you that we have a choice regarding this “natural” behavior? What if I told you that you don’t have to label every single sound? What if we were free to listen beyond analyzing everything? Your soundscape can be your meditation. Your soundscape can be a portal to the Unmanifested, as Eckhart Tolle likes to call it in his books, to the essence beyond forms.

In this society, we’re frequently reminded about the reasons why we do something, about the goals we want to achieve, constantly projecting us somewhere in the future based on what we’ve learned in the past. Once again, nothing wrong with the traditional approach. However, I want to encourage you to try something else forgetting any expectations of the outcome. I want to encourage you to be comfortable with what’s going on right now. Let’s start with how to listen without labels at this precise moment.

First and foremost, I humbly suggest you ground yourself in the body, though it’s not strictly necessary. Feel your body from the inside. If you’ve never practiced a “body scan” you might be surprised by pains and resisting thoughts. No worries, it’s natural. Observe it as neutrally as possible, as if it was not your body, and get back to the practice. You can start by feeling the field of energy in your hands and feet and gradually feel the whole inner body. Try my guided meditation called Exploring The Vehicle if you want to get more familiar with this practice.

Once you’ve grounded yourself in your body without judging it, positively or negatively, you can start noticing the sounds around you. At first, of course, you will need to label them – at least as “sounds” – in order to give your logical mind a sense of direction. Once you’re “there” you’ll automatically let go of logic. And by the way, the sole awareness of the fact that you are labeling sounds is already a sign that you’re becoming more conscious.

This practice is a great fit for any given (present) moment. Once your focus is mainly on your hearing – it won’t be necessarily stable, but it doesn’t matter – start to let go of labels and judgments towards any surging sound. If you get carried away by a train of thought, jump down the wagon as soon as possible and gently go back to listening. It’s totally okay. Moreover, you will discover a completely different soundscape than before, since every moment is fundamentally unique. For some, it might be helpful to focus on one sound at a time, and once it’s extinguished jump forward to the next.

At some point, you’ll manage to let sounds smoothly flow through your awareness. Imagine them like a homogenous river of information. Of course, there’ll be fish, eels, rocks, weeds, and water. Yet, you can focus your attention on the river itself, on the whole. Therefore, you will, gradually and naturally, let go of the label “sounds”. Hold this sensation, go back to it, cherish it. In this way, the observer and the observed become one. A sense of peace appears; a sort of silence becomes accessible. Even in the middle of the noisiest environments, you have access to a new dimension. I will not spend too many words to describe it. Try it yourself, experience it.

The same perspective can be adopted when listening to music as well. All kinds of music, as long as you devote your complete attention to it. You risk feeling like you’re listening to one of your favorite songs for the first time. No wonder: your sharpened awareness, devoid of the habitual mental commentary or digressions, connects with the essence of whatever you are listening to. You become The River of Sounds. And swimming a little bit further you connect to who you truly are. Pure awareness. One with everything.



Moment Of Grace


Picture: Albert Square by Steven Scholes




Fresh is a deep breath,

Encompassing it all.

Here’s the sky, above high towers:

Concrete, metal, and glass;

Old marbles of white,

Red bricks piled-up tight,

Above which, persistent is the grass.

The clouds

And the blue behind them sing to me,

As the solitary maple tree,

Somehow still green.

Afternoon, winter:

Meek python-trams moving softly;

Victorian windows, echoes of Venice;

Medieval memories overshadowing the streets.

Only now, I really see your grace,


The beauty of form beyond form,

Of the dream beyond the dream.

Only now…


Is there any other moment anyway?






Picture: As The Edinburgh Rain Fell by Jeff Rowland




Tears of gratitude,

Flow like waves through your cliffs,

Like your fresh torrent streams.

From afar, your songs come to me

In codes and radio waves.

I observe and allow

And let go of my grief.

Homesick of Lothian,

I accept this present moment,

Not the form, labeled by the mind,

But the immortal essence

Where everything mortal takes place.

Wherever the Universe

Leads this vehicle-body,

And its software-mind,

Nothing is ever really lost.

For I am the awareness that lies behind.

This you taught me,




Like A Drop Of Rain


Picture: Reflections In The Rain by Urbis Manchester




Like a drop of rain on my lips,

Cold fingertips

Touch the wind, as solid as sand,

Pouring through my hand.

Knowing the unknown

Through unspoken words,

Through unthought ideas,

Impossible to translate.

Give a smile today,

Just because you can.

You’re rich,

You own immeasurable wealth.

Your energy, your love:

The Life flowing through you.

Follow your passion,

Free from the chains of expectation.

You’re rich in freedom,

In the eternal present moment.