Everything around me keeps pointing towards adventure, towards taking my life into my bare hands. Everything that spells gap year, do-what-makes-you-happy, travel, wanderlust and each of their family of senses makes my heart pop and jump, butterflies start flying like crazy in my stomach and I start feeling trapped and tied to this goddamn chair.
I want to meet the good side of the world, you know, the real good. The one that inspires people to be kind and good to each other, the one that helps them become better individuals, better friends, better parents, better neighbours. That world where I can put my hands to work, my mind to create and my heart to give it a good beat.
I don’t necessarily want to chase the real-life problems. I don’t quite like problems – although they have been my truest lessons, to be honest. Whenever I hear marketers about them trying to find a problem in the world and create a solution, my face kinda sketches a sad grin. It’s far from my intention and will to get a pink soap bubble to live in, but I do believe we can start to find something that works well and honor it – making it a living example of how we can improve our lives, reminding people that they are the most resourceful parts of this world.
We’re all here in this world to help build it with good stuff. We’re the pieces of a bigger deal than we think, so let us not underestimate the power that lies beneath our skins.
I realized I sometimes face difficulty in relationship with different types of authority – like bosses or random people who keep telling me how I should think, speak, feel, act. There is nothing more sad to me than depending on someone else’s plan, when that plan is not even near to my heart.
And I trust my heart. That poor thing has been through a lot and it’s become my closest friend. She knows the best and worst of me, she’s helped me fall in and out of love, for as many times Universe wanted to test my guts and my resistance. So far, I’m still standing – also, very vigorously running – and this heart of mine, still beating like it’s a heavy-metal concert.
So yeah. When my heart starts singing at the sound of adventure, I know its time to do something about it. Maybe this summer’s road trip around the country will be my answer. There’s no better authority out there than our inner selves. Of course, I should point out that I don’t deny the utility and need of rules and some guidelines in a society – I’m not an anarchist. I believe in order, for some people feel more comfortable being guided and supported by someone / something with a broader perspective. But I also believe that we are born to be our own masters, our own rocks, our own leaders.
Keep dreaming big, Creative Humans!