My mind wandered far as I lay in bed last night, and so I hurriedly scribbled this; “when you give yourself permission to be the person that you are, you allow yourself become the person you were made to be”. Essentially meaning that you need to be, long before you become. The art of being is probably the most difficult stage in our growth; it feels like waiting ceaselessly at a train station for a train that isn’t coming, the waiting taking its toll on our patience making us restless and further anticipating our arrival.
Being, generally means existing; I’ll say, that it means living in the moment that is currently available and reachable, which is now. Living to me, means to savor the very breath that gets trapped in our lungs and escapes again, over and over again. Living is almost celestial, other-worldly, almost like if we stop living we will, well die.
Being to me, means that I remain positively charged, happy-go-lucky almost, smiling and unconcerned about the things that may try to take me out of my zone. It means that I stop overthinking everything, and allow myself to get lost in being myself.
We all have a picture of how we want things to be, we pretty much write the story of our lives and expect everything to play out the exact way we want it to, when we want it to, forgetting that the fun is in the process. The process it takes for us to be born, the process it takes in living everyday until we die. So many of us rush that process, looking excitedly at the finish line, we forget to enjoy the phase that we are in. I have been guilty of running from one phase of my life right into the next at a full speed, and eventually when I come to, I fail to remember the events that have shaped me into the woman I am becoming. When you run at such a speed, you miss the little clues that might help you along the way.
Allow yourself to savor the feeling of living in the moment, enjoying the swiftness of time and the mystery that is enshrouded in every second. There is absolutely nothing wrong In going through all the emotions and possible outcomes, it will most likely be more fulfilling when you eventually get where you need to be.
P.S. letter to self