One thing I know is movement. The need to stretch, to wander far. Stagnation is soul crushing. I am on a journey, we are all on a journey, that which is cyclical, like the seasons. I know that sometimes, when one has to move and has to change, one will have to leave people they love behind. Some people are stepping stones and teachers to us. Hold close the lessons learned. Dont look back for too long.
I know when to pull away and draw in, and I know when its time to move. To reach. I believe in dong things that scare you. Challenge yourself. Jack Kerouac put it beautifully and poetically when he said
“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.”
Walk through the doors. Dont sit in the office at the job you hate, wishing life could be different. Make it so. Manifest that shit. Believe in yourself. The best feelings I have ever felt, by far, are embarking on new adventures….waking up in brand new places, new smells, sights, sounds, cultures. The world is beckoning you to come play like a child on its playground.
Movement. Change. Unlearning. Relearning. Rewilding. Pull up your roots. Make magic.