Not every moment in our lives are monumental, yet each moment is pertinent to every event. You can be living, but not be alive. You can be awake, and asleep, at the same time. You can go through the motions of life, yet be detached, and essentially be the walking dead. I know, I’m an expert.
Life is an adventure. That’s not to say that life is only full of good things. Adventures are not just good experiences. Every adventure I’ve ever been a part of has usually been fraught with roadblocks, detours, obstacles, ups, downs, good times and bad. If calculated, it’s more than likely filled with more bad than good, but that really doesn’t matter. The point of the matter is that I’m awake and I’m living. I’m feeling everything.
There was a time I felt nothing. I had closed everything off so much I could literally feel nothing. By every societal expectation, my life looked almost perfect. Minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years went by in a routine, doing the same empty things day after day, and was praised for it. I wish I could blame anyone else, but the only blame lay at my own feet.
Now this is where the story is supposed to turn around and all the good things in life are to come rushing in and overwhelm me, and Karma pays me back for all the good I’ve done to balance out all the bad I’ve experienced. I don’t live in a fairy tale. Things changed all right – I opened my eyes to find I had created a place of desolation. The only difference now, I could see and feel everything – and everything crumbled around me.
But, this isn’t a sad story by any measure. It’s about an adventure, remember.
Walking out of a place of desolation takes time. Your atrophied muscles have to get used to moving, your lungs have to get used to breathing in and out, and your heart has to get used to pumping blood, and they protest and hurt and ache, yet you can’t stop. Staying still only puts you back to sleep. Putting one step in front of the other you will eventually make progress.
You can’t take the desolation with you, you have to leave it behind, keep your eyes forward, keep your feet moving no matter how much it hurts, and the ground below you will eventually turn from burned ash to a barren desert, to a budding meadow, and eventually to a lush paradise.
Life is beautiful – all of it – the good, the bad, and even the ugly is beautiful – because life is movement, it’s precious, it’s unique, it’s individual, it’s a gift, it’s an adventure.
We think we have no control over the adventures we experience in this life, but that’s not entirely true. While there are obstacles we have to face as our life’s adventure crosses the adventures of other lives, we are the Captains of our own souls. We must learn to overcome and adapt, to know when to defend and when to attack, when to fight and when to help. We will get knocked down, but our only true choice is to get back up.
Be grateful for your life. Get excited about your adventure. Breathe. I can’t say it will always be alright, but I can say that living as loud as you can is worth it. You are worth it, even if no one else in this world can see that.
Till next time,