Life is full of complicated days. We yearn so much to strive to "find" peace in the midst of all the noise. There are a plethora of intelligent men and women that write books, poems, articles, & beautiful speeches, trying to help us cultivate the way in finding this Peace we are all looking for...
Growing up, I lived in an interestingly chaotic environment, that's all I knew. As I have transitioned through the seasons of life, I have seen in hindsight that I too often try an maintain chaos in some way because it is very familiar. As humans, steering to the familiarity is comforting and where many of us decide to inhabit long term. I have hidden behind the mask of change for so long, making "bold" steps in directions that leave me uprooting everything (in theory) to start again, to be different and find this peace and comfort in a place or position.
In the last year, I have seen a lot of change in various ways and done things I never even imagined possible. But then even as those words bleed across this page, I know it is a lie, I have always imagined 'doin the most'. It is in my nature to not settle and stay on a journey seeking adventure and seeking to rid myself of... I'm still not even sure what I have been trying to rid myself of...
Less than a week ago, I did a very irrational thing... I bought a plane ticket to a beautiful place; a place that many see its beauty, but it's a place that I felt it's calming beauty. Buying a plane ticket doesn't seem irrational, but when you're unemployed and not sure what's next, it may not be the smartest decision I have ever made in my financial choices. But there is no price on a journey to find yourself.
Friday, I boarded a plane in Houston and headed out to Salt Lake City. I was leaving the place I call home, to travel to a place that seems so much like home. Battling these thoughts have been interesting because I have thought that I needed to figure out which place felt like home or
which place would make me happier. News flash, a location may provide some sort of happiness or momentary peace, but comfort and true Peace is not found in any particular location. You learn that major lesson the first time you have anxiety in doubt in that place you have labeled a tranquil.
We all have a story and there are often things in the past we want to leave just there, in the Past. Reality, we do not get to leave ourselves. This body, this mind, it is with us for the long haul. We may travel to the ends of the earth, seeing the most beautifully tranquil parts of the universe, but peace is not ours if we are only visitors. Don't get me wrong, we need guides and we need a little push sometimes to feel something outside of ourselves to truly connect with our inner being. But no matter the tranquility the mountains provide me or the crashing waves provide you;
I am not the mountain and you are not the wave.
I started my journey Thursday seeking to go, do something alone, find this peace or comfort in a position, in a place that once let me feel serenity. I anticipated that it would take a position or certainty to provide what I was looking for... But I found it before I found the position, and I sure as
hell don't have certainty. I actual feel a hell of a lot more uncertain about tomorrow, or next week.
More days than not I have ridiculously irrational thoughts/behaviors, that take my mind to a place of such great anxiety, I would rather not deal. But reality is, I have to be okay with the brain that I have and pursue life in a way that let's me embrace my reality. If I train myself to pursue something not natural to me, it only feeds the ability to live in a "created" world. Being okay, is not accepting that I will always not want to deal with my anxiety, but being okay is accepting myself and pursuing health. I realized that I have been encouraging my weakness more than I have been trying to find an internal solution. Solutions aren't found in picking up an moving, or quitting your job, changing your major, ect.
I ask copious questions, on the regular, and regularly labeled as intensely inquisitive (to a fault). I think the label is "
nosy". Being inquisitive is not a bad trait, but when questions are only questions and there's no useful intent, danger is too frequently lurking in my future. I'm not to sure what I seek to find when I ask too many questions, but I realized in many scenarios I have assumed way too many answers, that regardless of the words uttered from the lucky individual going through my scrutiny of questioning, I allow myself to fictionalize their words to match my assumption. (Silly right?) "Don't bring nuthin' but TROUBLE" -
Save the Last Dance.
When you realize that you are your worst enemy, you realize you have
control. Recognizing that you are in control of your destiny, that you are in control of feeling peace....... I'm not sure what my will be the outcome of such a realization, I am curious to see. A wise man has been trying to teach me to learn and say "Whatever"; may seem silly to you, but saying Whatever, is the reality of accepting your personal control. Not sure what is next, but to be continued.....
"Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding."