A week ago, I decided to do a 3-month reset to rearrange my life, focus on being healthy and productive, and express myself through any creative channel. I then put this in writing or rather, I created an agenda and typed everything I should accomplish in a day. There it was, my weekly schedule.
In this way, I was hoping to find my path.
Yet while preparing this post. There are suddenly many questions popping up in my head. Am I really not on my chosen path? Because, maybe, just maybe, amidst my own troubled mind and the noise that society is filling my being with, maybe I am where I should be without fully realizing it. Always thinking that it is greener on the other side. But which other side am I looking at? Blurred and nonexistent future, fear of the unknown?
Right at this moment, it feels like I am unwrapping a gift that is always there, the one I was not fully aware of, because of waiting for something else.
If the path that I am yearning to discover is in front of me, obstructed only by my own expectations and that fear of not having accomplished anything tangible in my life, then this path where I dumped piles and piles of discarded plans and projects is where I should start.
I ought to tidy it up. To make way for the light and the clearing to appear. I recently started telling myself that I have everything I need in front of me. And now, I truly believe it.
I guess this is what writing and being quiet on a sunny afternoon here in Verjus is all about. I can reflect and take advantage of the quiet surroundings.
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