The idea of quitting everything to go run away and travel is the low-key idolized form of self-expression. But the problem with this is that it isn’t always true self-expression.
Beauty isn’t in one moment, it’s in all: the pain, the joy, the sadness, the pleasure, the laughter, the shame, the guilt, the tears.
We live in a world where we always blame the circumstances for why things are not going right. But what if it’s not the circumstances? What if we are our own greatest enemy?
Falling in love with anything or anyone is the paradoxical dance that is as kismet as the stars that pop in the night sky, the single wildflower swaying in a field of weeds, and the cool breeze that blows on a hot summer day. Every moment leading up to it, less bright and picturesque, only emphasizes the beauty of the fall.
We are living and breathing and going through the motions. We are keeping our heads above water and both feet on the ground. We are making a living and we are following a path that has as many highs and lows as we are comfortable submitting to at the moment, and this is just the problem.
The job, the body, the relationship or friendship, the house, the city, the new purse, haircut, iPhone, etc. will not fix the stuck and unsettled feelings that keep coming up inside of you.
I know you probably feel like this is never gonna happen for you, but deep, deep down, you really don’t want to let go of the hope that it still is possible.
You know exactly where you are supposed to go, what you are supposed to do, and how you are supposed to get there, but somehow you keep ending up right back where you started.
We can be grateful for what we have, knowing it could always be worse, and at the same time know that we are each valuable and worthy of living a life in alignment with who we really are no matter how far off The Path that is.