In šaʾ Allāh — God willing
Life has an interesting way of taking us down paths that we have grown up expecting to do and surprising ourselves with what we are actually doing. I think it is fair to say, that when I woke up today, I did not know what to expect, except to play out the day in a holistic way.
Someone says I am always “waxing philosophical”. It makes me smile from the inside. I can’t help it. It’s who I am. If I were to be the lab rat running around a preconfigured maze — with no true way of ever completing it and finding a way out. I would die from the inside out. I rather die doing something I loved than to die living a life that was a lie. What does that mean?
Settling for the tried and true? or living in a world of unknowns and unseen?
Are you passionate about the things that you do?
Are you passionate about your life?
Are you passionate about today? Droning about tomorrow? Living in the past?
Are you working within your limitations or are you allowing your work to limit you?
At the end of the day, what are limits?
Are they self-prescribed? Culturally derived? Socially inscribed?
I once woke up feeling certain that the day would add a building block to the foundation that I was building — before that day was over, I went to bed in tears and in utter dispair. My world had exploded from inside out. Shattered. Yes. I was. I think we have all experienced this in one form or another. The day you realize that what you expected was not what you were meant to reap. So what do you do?
Do you lay down and cry? Submit to the pain? Fight the loss? Grow bitter and angry? Move on without ever letting go, with ghosts filling up the spaces inbetween? Or do you pick yourself up, absorb the loss, and sort out the pieces that make sense and leave behind the shards to serve as memories of days gone by?
Everyone does a little of everything. But at the end of the day, I think it’s important to realize that when doors close, new doors open. The fear of letting go, is often entrenched in the fear of the unknown. And sometimes, that fear of the unknown can lead to immobilization or settling.
The point of this post is this, don’t be afraid to reach out for what you want. Even if it means standing on a limb. If you fall, you fall knowing you tried. If you grab something, at least you have lived out a dream.
I’m living an unknown dream… I don’t know where I’m going, but I know where I’m coming from. And this is from a place of locating myself in a large world that I call home.
The world is my oyster, I sit not in wait, but move in turn — believing that each step I take is one that will take me closer to It. Whatever *It* is.
In šaʾ Allāh — God willing