Ever shifting tectonic plates of life.!
I always looked at some people and thought- "...look at that Ace, seems to have his/ her lives all figured out!" However, off late I feel like I may be finally growing up and letting the glasses of my naivety fall off. I honestly do not believe anyone has their lives figured out. I mean if you do, kudos to you!
Life just keeps shuffling. I feel like every time I convince myself I have managed to have a good footing, everything moves again. Does everyone feel this? Am I the only one? I have no idea anymore. I will admit this though- some have better proprioception for life-quakes than I do. I always seem to land flat on my arse every time my life changes! (Note to self: You really need to stop doing that! Start working on some proprioception training for Pete's sake! 😂)
It makes me wonder how people navigate through life stumbling less than I do? Where does one learn the rights and wrongs of proprioception training for the soul? Definitely not the kind of questions one must be asking sat at their work desk- but here we are...
I sound like such a whiny kid even as I type this! But why does school not train us for this? Why does no teacher come to class and say- "Good morning class! Today we will talk about how to put our pieces together when life breaks us down Or Let's talk about how to surf through the waves of life" or something on those lines. You get the idea. I think the single most terrifying thing to have happened to me is the day I realised that the adult I was looking for in the room was ME!!!
I am hoping I am not alone in feeling this?! I really am in awe of the people who can gracefully tackle every shift of the tectonic plate of life. Not going to lie I have a whole dramatic situation going every time life flips on me. (Whether you are audience to that show or not is a completely different story altogether 😛) I really do wish there existed a guide on what to do. I know that we are all unique and that we need to put our pieces back together individually and that there is one rule applies that applies to all. I am content in that the books I love and the music I drown myself in (and of course the people crazy enough to love me- despite being privy to my dramatics 😅) helps me get past 100% of the tough times but I can't stop wondering every now and then...
Wouldn't it be nice to have someone who had the answer to it all? Someone you could surely call every time you fall? Someone who could be the default black hole that you could pour all your secrets into- dirty secrets, your deepest shame, demons and all? I would quite like that. I would sign up to that entity no holds barred. But here we are rebuilding ourselves through every life-quake we survive. Just for a second though, I can't help but wonder... Wouldn't that black hole be a nice place to visit with our broken pieces after the soul shattering fall?!
Until next time peeps... 😊
Take care and be kind!
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