Times are hard and there are decisions to be made. Life is quickly changing and taking new form everyday. I feel most of the time, that I'm too slow to keep up and while I make changes, I'm constantly out-paced.
Life is being lived and while I am trying to plan, decide, grow, I get surpassed.
I am presented with new people, new mentalities and new perspectives to view life.
The ocean is vast and reminds me that our opportunities are limitless. The ocean is deep, dangerous and churning and it's sometimes scary and overwhelming. But the unknown possesses unrivaled, uninitiated possibility.
I feel that so often, I let the unknown overtake my thoughts and fear joins anxiety and doubt. I don't necessarily doubt that I can accomplish amazing feats but I doubt that I'm the right one to attempt new creativity. What do we do when our dreams guide our life? When all I can do is wonder and keep a list of the things I want to do, I get bogged down by the idea that 100 years to live just isn't enough. I'm caged by my dreams. I don't see reality--I see potential. I will push potential in anyone that I see it. If you are a painter, a singer, an investor, put your whole heart into it. Be the best.
I want to embark on a journey that leaves nothing to question. I want to live a life that requires questions and receives answers. I want to derive the most joy and understanding that I can achieve from one life. That's all we get. 100 years at most and almost 1/4 of my days have passed. So by reflecting on my past and using it as a compass and baring grounds for my time to come, I pick up my sack, heave it over my shoulder and walk on. I want to meet people that open lines of communication where conversations didn't exist before. I want barriers to be broken, I want lives to be changed.
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders. I always have. I tear up with the heartbreak of the woman on the street, the man down on his luck. I see the world in what it could be and am faced with the harsh reality of what we have--what is right now. Something wells up in me that is hard to swallow--hard to talk about. My heart gushes with yearning, desire for others. I sometimes wish it would just explode and be done with.
When the task is so great, where do we start? Where do we begin to change? A little bit everyday, I suppose. A smile, a laugh, a nod. Change your world.
"Smile like you mean it and let yourself let go. Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in. Take a bow, play the part of the lonely, lonely heart. Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in."--MIKA
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