We make decisions every single day of our lives, no matter how big or small. While making these decisions, we are aware of the possibility that things will not work out the way we want them to. The beauty of not knowing what will happen is having faith that things will be fine either way. There is no way to get through life without faith, whether we admit we believe in something or not. When we have any plans for the future, somewhere in us is the belief that we will be here to see those plans through.
When I was a child, I used to see things so clearly- I was always sure of what I wanted to be when I grew up. I saw the world in a different light. I noticed the moon, the sun, colors of trees, and flowers around me. All of these were so clear in my mind even weeks and months after seeing them. I remember these sunflowers that stood right outside my grandfather’s gate. I remember the shrubs around the sunflowers. I remember which way the beautiful golden flowers faced in the afternoon when I came home from school. I still smile at the thought of coming home from school and seeing them as a child even though this was over 20 years ago.
Lately though, I find it so much harder to remember to just look up and notice my surroundings anymore. Sometimes I just happen to be looking up at night and I notice the moon, and it almost takes my breath away. In that moment, I remember how beautiful but short life is, and I want to hold on to that feeling for as long as I can, as a reminder to live life to the fullest.
I’ve always felt young at heart and in my mind. I believe that part of what keeps me young at heart is my view of the world. Most of the time, despite the tragedies happening in our world, I choose to see the good parts of it. Maybe this is my way of dealing with my emotions, a way to protect myself.
I look at a stranger and I imagine what kind of life they must have had and sometimes I wish I could sit down with them and ask about their life story. I see so many stories, in people’s eyes, in their hands, in their scars, and tattoos, in their wrinkles and smile lines, I always wonder, “What’s the story behind it all?”
I’m curious about people that are different from me because I see a new kind of beauty in them. I’m curious about places I’ve never been because of their mysteries and for the excitement of discovering something unique and inspiring. I love that feeling I get when I experience the beauty of a new place; seeing the world in a different light. I would imagine that this is the same feeling a blind person experiences when they see for the first time.
Just like anyone else I have many dreams and my hope is to continue to explore, learn, and grow in every way possible. I want to live my life to its full potential; this to me means being able to live freely, honestly, and to be nothing more than the best me I can be.
Those who take big leaps of faith inspire me the most. We’re so caught up in the what ifs: what if I fail, what if I lose, what if I’m not worthy or good enough?. How about instead, we choose to be see the bright side of things: What if my dreams do come true? What if I’m stronger than I think? What if I do change the world?
Imagine how much better we would be if we did one thing and succeeded, and then another, and another. We would be so much more confident, we would become unstoppable, then even if we failed at one thing, we would still have that reminder that there is still so much we can do. There would be less self doubt, less regret, and we would become so much smarter because we learn from what we have done.
Think about something you’ve always wanted to try but somehow found a reason to stop yourself from doing it. How do you feel about doing that thing today? Does it still come up from time to time or is it always there begging you to at least consider it again? If a good amount of time has gone by, what is different now from before that might make it a better or worse time to try?