Life is for living- I want to live my life in a way that I actually live my life, follow my desires, interests, goals, basically my heart. I feel like in a lot of ways, that is what life is, if you suppress yourself, to be someone else or just different, it's not really your life you are living. I'm going to be honest, I'm interested in stories. Not stories that are told every day; stories that are almost never told. The story of who someone's been when they are at their worst- what they've learned, the feelings that have accompanied their own unique actions and thoughts. How rare is it to hear the story of who someone truly is? A lot of what I see is people only aligning themselves with the social norm, only opening up about issues that someone normal would have, only having pride in something someone normal would have- dealing with things in the "typical" way. Cliches, they've stuck because they work- but we aren't all just cliches, we are the cliche and then some- where the some is what makes us unique.
Despite the fact that we are not copies of copies, we pretend to be because that's how the world wants us to be seen. I'm no different, this issue has been a struggle I've seen in myself over the years, I don't express individuality because it seems like it makes me too different from everyone else. I'm afraid of showing who I truly am, because I feel no one understands, or worse, they'll tell me to be more like them. Ah, what an awful habit I've picked up there, if someone has an issue I just tell them how to deal with it like I did. Rather then sharing how I dealt with it, I've seen that I want someone to take the steps I took to deal with pain so that I can have my own processes validated, rather than actually believe I could learn something from them. I just want to say that we are NOT copies of copies. The whole conformist idea goes deeper, everybody conforms sometimes, either to the social norm, or to what has been deemed taboo by that norm. Our desire for social living often hurts who we are as individuals. It's the base we all feel comfortable being but then we also forget we are so much more.
I want to learn from other people of their success, of failures, of life and it's shame- we have the discomfort of who we are, we will always have that, but isn't that what drives us to change? Should we change? Or is that discomfort what keeps us from embracing who we are?
Life is not about reservation, it's about finding what is worth running hard after- or just running hard for it nonetheless. People across the sands of time have frequently found things to chase, but they almost assuredly also find it's end. At least, from what I've been told. I may talk like I know what age brings, but I haven't done the living it takes to get there. I run many a fruitless race, but I have yet to commit to the one I know is worth running for.
You know how when you drive sometimes, and you don't have anywhere to go- you just kind of take random turns and drive slow so you can look around. That is what I see when I see reservations, no idea where to go so you slow down and try to find something just by looking around. It can be fun, it can lead you places you never expected to go. But without a destination in mind, you'll never actually get anywhere too far I feel.
I'm really not as intentional or organized as I could be. Instead of living life managing the parts of it I do know, I live life to discover the parts of it I don't (I'm reserved for sure). I'm often led by my feelings, (without direction) they lead me into unfamiliar territory. Whereas the territory practical life has brought me is too familiar and painful- not to mention boring. I figure I'd rather live following my feelings and going somewhere I've never been than settling for everything under the sun as it is.
Everything can seem so manageable in practical life, I'd rather strive after the wind.
For now, I think I've scattered the dots, I've followed paths of thought that not many people do. I've had the intent of getting the bigger picture of my mind. But, oddly enough, the more that I see, the more I forget the places I started in. I find I've lost the dots I started with. So life becomes pretty scattered, now the thoughts I have are based on the big picture, but I kind of forgot where I started. Trying to connect the dots just leaves me confused. I wonder if that's how people go crazy- following a trail of thoughts that lead you so far away that where you're at makes sense to you, you just have no idea how you got there. I have backtracking to do, a real practical life that needs living, and a road that takes me farther into who I can be for God. If I forget who I was, I lose the big picture of who I am.