Traveler

It is a world that is constantly on the lookout for destinations. One is always looking for it, hopping from one to the other, getting so attached to some of them that you decide to live there for some time, then it may get mundane or simply not your place anymore, so you move to the next.

I have struggled to fit in this world, of craving destinations. Loving them one second, then hating them the next. People seem to think they find a destination in me, they “fall in love” with me, and yet that is the most selfish thing that I see from them! They hate me for not being their destiny, but they seldom try to get to know me! I cry, I weep with them, because even I seem to believe it for a second that I deceived them. It takes me a while to get back on my own two feet and see how silly I was, because how can you choose to stay in a place forever when you have never even tried to look around your chosen destination?

In a world of destination hunters, I am a mere traveler.

For me the destination is the least exciting part of travelling. It has to be about the journey.

I find immense joy in the ride, in the motion, in the blessings that come to me as result of it. It’s not necessarily all temporary. Most of the time it is simply about the learnings from the journey, maybe that is where I like to gather all the world’s wisdom from. The variety of people, their perspectives, it has groomed me for the past three decades to be the best dressed jack of so many traits! How can I be mad about that?

I have learned to honour perspectives outside of my own, dissect problems, dissociate people from their actions or blend them when necessary, communicate efficiently with anyone who I am cable of communicating with, respect differences, etc. These are lessons I have been taught through living life itself! Can’t say the same for my career but I have never truly associated that with myself, to be honest. Of course I believe it to be a part of my identity but it’s only a fragment of it. I have always valued the quality of a person, the imprint one leaves on people, over the quantity of accolades (distributed by organizations that ought to be banished from life) or the capital one makes. Maybe that is why I have not earned enough money yet. But I have a feeling that that is about to change soon.

I believe there is a world of travelers out there, and that I am not alone in all this. I have been sensing them for a while now. They live a quiet life, a content life. They even make a generous living out of it! They don’t necessarily travel in packs but they have packs smeared across the borders! They live relentlessly, they love selflessly. They talk to the spirits and the souls that are alone and hurting, they aid them, nurture them, and bring them back to life. They have been calling me for a while now. I don’t quite know where they are yet, but they are close..I can feel it! They are strong and soft and assertive and are making change everywhere they go. They are making life humane again! They are not submitting to the “norm”, they are creating it. Maybe even disrupting it, ever so gently, but they can create avalanches when needed.

I am now ready.

I am now capable; of being part of the pack and soon enough I will be accumulating travelers to join this quest with me, to walk towards a calm, and soft universe.

Until next time, live a little :(: