When it’s your time to leave.
I would say it’s a pretty strange feeling. A feeling of wedged between the two,
the past self and the future one. The past self is running towards
comfort and the future towards adventure, the present stuck in dilemma.
This is a common phenomenon that
is experience regularly when people send you of. Yes, they send you saying it’s
for your future and sometime if you are wiser, you take that step on your
own. Standing there at the airport knowing all that I have been, shedding
that skin, and moving forward to seek what all I can be. It’s a mixture of
anxiexcitement i.e, anxiety and excitement.
This also exists in many relationships where we are constantly evolving in
our life and trying to hold on to that little sanity of comfort and losing all
that is ours. Like at our home, in friendships, in romantic relationships
and probably most in marriage. This is not only hard but uneasy too, to lose
the self that we know and to become that is required, when we all want is to
stay in our safe cocoon.
The interest that we pay for this is, we tend to lose some pretty good
people we have. It’s simple, you outgrow or are outgrown. Growth is nonlinear,
there is no one direction to it. The best
way to put it is it’s unique for each of us. It’s very personal, many at times
oblivious to others. As a result there are quite a lot of misunderstanding and
hurt exchanged in this process. Finesse I would say is a must. You should be
ready to see what the person has been through and accept the phase of their
evolution and they yours.
It is absolutely necessary for us to get lost sometimes, to see the beauty
of what we had. I wouldn't say lost, that seems quite extreme, rather we wander
off. We wander in search of a balance to the future self and a past self. A
neutral zone, like Switzerland, where we all in comfort, sit and discuss how we
have sculpted life or rather how life has sculpted us. Along with it, to
analyze how the many relationships we have, are evolving. Accepting it, then
deciding what can be done with it. Well sometimes you choose, other you are
chosen.
In the end we wander to seek ourselves, the balance, and the ability to
carry your own comfort in your very many explorations. A fancier term would be
PEACE, peace to be what you are becoming with the choice to revisit what you
were. Someone was definitely right is saying,” Not all those who wander are lost”. Neither I am.
