Chasing satoriMonday, May 19, 2014
I realized over the weekend that I haven't been living my life the way I'm supposed to. After existing for 27 years on this planet, I have just started to really 'live' the past 2 years and actually enjoying the crazy journey just last year.
This is not meant to come off as a whine as to how I was raised or how my childhood was or whatever issues in life I had. (But no, I had no angsty teenage ~issues~) My parents raised me well (they're the best) and you could even say that I've lived a comfortable life. They always supported my decisions and trusted me that I know what I was doing. So no complains there.
After being around inspiring people for the past 2 days, my head is just brimming with the thought: There's just so much we can do. And I, for one, am not doing anything about everything. I've been too passive to care and I just focus on the trivial details. Actually, the more accurate statement would be I focus my attention and energy on the things that least deserve it. I've been so cooped up in my little bubble that I fail to see the enormity of this world we live in, the beauty of places undiscovered, the countless possibilities that life has to offer and all the strangers just waiting to be turned into friends. There's happiness in the big things and the small things. The kindness of strangers. Your kindness to strangers. Love can be found in different faces and forms. The roads always lead somewhere, and the trip and the friends you meet along the way are what makes it worthwhile. Dreams are just dreams until you make it happen. And the uncertainty of life is what makes everything possible.
Maybe it's not about finding yourself after all, it's about creating yourself and who you'd want to be.
I've never felt so alive.