Saw The Secret Life of Walter Mitty today, and it confirmed my desires for exploring the unknown and living the courageous journey of Life. I have been living in a secure and safe box, but always feeling sad looking out of the window, missing the bliss of adventure and believing in things unseen by the naked eye but felt by the genuine heart.
Today, I am declaring the courage to live a beautiful life. I will stop listening to what others think or say, I will stop making excuses for the choices I make and the options I take. I will move ahead without explaining to anyone why, where, when, how. I do not owe my lifeplan to anyone save my own precious self. I am responsible for my own happiness.
Living this 9 to 5 life in the corporate world has made me worry more about my life and the unpredictable future more than I need to. The more work I do the more money I earn, but I also worry more about how to maintain this false sense of security into retirement and eventually death. My life has become this mechanical routine of producing more income so as to gain a better physical quality of life yet feeling alienated, alone, and unhappy.
I am not a settler. I am a gypsy who breathes the universal air of travel, and I like not being attached to a norm, a culture, a concept, a lifestyle. I am the rolling stone that gathers no moss, I rise with the sun and set with it every single day. I don't want to build my life on things that can be destroyed, broken into, stolen, and created by physical matter. Everything has an expiration date, and these can only shelter you for so long. I want to experience laughter that makes my stomach hurt, friendships that love and respect you no matter what, kindness that flows and sustains all parties involved, and genuine relationships that make you feel you belong. We are not alone, and we are all part of this beautiful Universe.
When you love what you do, and you live with people who help each other and laugh together, you have no time to worry about the non existent future. You enjoy every moment of today, and the love that is shared assures you that you will be all right all ways. There is nothing to fear, and death is but just the beginning of another journey into the unknown. Worry and fear arise and grow bigger when we are unloved, unsupported, unaccompanied, and unaccepted. We have nowhere to turn to and nothing to build but physical possessions, infrastructure, and retirement funds. The poorest people I know have the most intact family and community support groups, have the most unswerving faith, undying hope, and the biggest smile on their faces. They worry less because they are loved more. They tend to share the poverty, and stick to each other until the end. The richest people I know, on the other hand, are the most non transparent, most prone to addiction, depression, and anxiety, and the most guarded and paranoid about their material possessions. They work more and worry more, because they're afraid to die and lose all they have and own.
This entry seems a bit all over the place, is not as cohesive, and might need more editing. Perhaps it's because conventional journalism is not enough to contain the excitement, the wonderful flight of ideas, and the new inspired courage I have for living the life I want.
Sometimes you really need to let go everything you have and know in order to get back everything you've always wanted: the freedom to be your self.
