When do you finally know you are ready?
Is there really a moment that defines that feeling and one goes,' aah so here it is, I am ready now!"
I wonder, sometimes, that I wish I had these kind of moments. Moments when I finally knew I was ready. Ready for the change that was coming. But no one really ever is. It is only long after you have accustomed yourself to the change do you realize, how difficult it was at the onset and how comfortable you became soon after.
Change is inevitable, Well, ofcourse, we all have heard of that somewhere. But there are moments, when we see the change and struggle to slide into it. I have recently been experiencing a lot of such moments of change in life. Change in a way that can't be undone. The only way out is realizing and accepting it. It is easier said than done, mind you!
The first of these changes was getting used to a life without someone who was so close to me. This person left so suddenly and in such a way that they would never return. Coming to terms with their absence has taken it's own kind of effect on me. I guess, I have on the appearance of it all, moved on. But my heart aches everytime I try to accept this fact.
Living a life, without that daily customary phone call, even if it is just to hear the voice. The many plans made together, the innumerable fights and apologies and still loving one another. Everything over, just like that!
But then I read somewhere that death is only a bridge, and the person who crossed this is waiting on the other side. They have but crossed a bridge, but that doesnt mean they are not here anymore.
Another change has been, packing my entire life in a suitcase and leaving and moving to a new country. Just out of nowhere, comes this change that has left me shaken. I am thrilled to have moved to a new country but it gives me jitters that I have to deal with a change again. Again because, 8 years ago I did the same. I packed my whole life in a bag and moved. From a megacity to a small city. The change was a bit difficult but I finally started loving it and never went back. I tell myself, that if I could do it once, I could do it again. I will slowly start to love this new life again and it will all be great.
I guess, the most profound things in life are the simplest things. Overcoming fear, acceptance and being happy may sound like tasks but they really are connected with the oneness of spirit and the mind.Looking forward to a new life when you are bored with your current one, is one heck of a dream to fantasize about. Living it is a different thing altogether. But I guess only those who are never scaredo tdream are blessed with a life that they dream of.
Is there really a moment that defines that feeling and one goes,' aah so here it is, I am ready now!"
I wonder, sometimes, that I wish I had these kind of moments. Moments when I finally knew I was ready. Ready for the change that was coming. But no one really ever is. It is only long after you have accustomed yourself to the change do you realize, how difficult it was at the onset and how comfortable you became soon after.
The first of these changes was getting used to a life without someone who was so close to me. This person left so suddenly and in such a way that they would never return. Coming to terms with their absence has taken it's own kind of effect on me. I guess, I have on the appearance of it all, moved on. But my heart aches everytime I try to accept this fact.
Living a life, without that daily customary phone call, even if it is just to hear the voice. The many plans made together, the innumerable fights and apologies and still loving one another. Everything over, just like that!
But then I read somewhere that death is only a bridge, and the person who crossed this is waiting on the other side. They have but crossed a bridge, but that doesnt mean they are not here anymore.
Another change has been, packing my entire life in a suitcase and leaving and moving to a new country. Just out of nowhere, comes this change that has left me shaken. I am thrilled to have moved to a new country but it gives me jitters that I have to deal with a change again. Again because, 8 years ago I did the same. I packed my whole life in a bag and moved. From a megacity to a small city. The change was a bit difficult but I finally started loving it and never went back. I tell myself, that if I could do it once, I could do it again. I will slowly start to love this new life again and it will all be great.
I guess, the most profound things in life are the simplest things. Overcoming fear, acceptance and being happy may sound like tasks but they really are connected with the oneness of spirit and the mind.Looking forward to a new life when you are bored with your current one, is one heck of a dream to fantasize about. Living it is a different thing altogether. But I guess only those who are never scaredo tdream are blessed with a life that they dream of.