Journeying

I have always felt unsettled in staying at one place for a very long time. After the environment and dynamics settle in, there would be an urge for me to explore again. It's just how my soul is, I suppose.

And at every place, a different phase, a different level of learning. Perhaps it's the air, the orientation of the stars, the clarity of the night sky. The view from my window or the difference in the breeze. The taste of the food. Sounds. Noise. Faces.

I find it interesting to observe how the same people stay the same, while some shifted and changed. To see what once was there is no longer. Houses, buildings, even trees.

The world is ever-changing. As I am. And in my journeys I find, that the ebb and flow of the tides and the times, teach me to live life with ease. That resistance is futile and rigidity and control kills the very essence of my growth.

I acknowledge and accept the vastness of my being. I am here to learn and experience all the good and the bad and the in-betweens. To savor the richness and dullness. The light and the shadows.

And every night, before I sleep, I ask.. How do I feel about myself now?

To end the day with a content smile or with a hopeful heart. For tomorrow, perhaps, I would be given another day. If I wake up to another chance, how do I want to be?