Great art comes out of passion -- passion that includes love of and commitment to an endeavor. Passion that overrides tiredness, pain, and hunger. Passion that dominates and carries one. Passion that focuses attention and energy. Passion that becomes timeless and effortless. Passion that is beyond the self. Passion that is a labor of love. To be taken over by such passion is ecstasy and can be also agony. It's the best and fullest of living. As for a personal story, in my early twenties I was unhappy, felt lost, and lacked direction. I went to a psychotherapist and learned about me and life. I decided I wanted to become a psychotherapist, threw myself into it and spent the next 40 years in psychotherapy, receiving and providing, learning about people dynamics and growth, learning the craft. My early unhappiness and confusion became a path toward concentration culminating in my labor of love, psychotherapy. I got into it big time, am still in it and still excited with it. Finding my passion, or my bliss as Joseph Campbell would say, turning on to what was alive and fulfilling for me, helped me develop my "true concentration."