Have you ever had this feeling wherein you are in between crossroads of things you once loved and embracing new things you βthinkβ you would love? The past and the future eating up your thoughts like ants crowding candies on the floor? Too chaotic, yes and a bit unnerving to say the least.
It was like a big realization for me when I decided to leave my current work and pursue a different career path. I am in-between of things I am used to and exploring something new. By this time I was writing this, all I could think about is βam I doing the right thing?β And all that my mind could fathom as an answer is a slight nudge to my heart asking, β are you happy right now?β And this question answers alot of things for me. Happiness, yes, a fleeting feeling that all of us is rooting for. I know it is not easy to find happiness in this fucked-up world. But, I want myself to enjoy the things I have, and not ask myself if this is worth it? Am I worth it? I want to be in the position wherein my decisions are solely of my own and not by so called βstandardsβ.
I have people in my previous work whom I love and trust and there are some whom I had some petty fights but still reconcile in the end. There are people I am closed with that I look up to spending times eventhough we will grew apart. And all of these, I embrace because it has been a hella great experience still. Its like being a river and my soul being its water. Continously flowing and growing by passing each curves and riverstones along the way. And just like any river that flows, when it comes to the end, where the river meets the ocean, it is kinda scary. And yes, it truly is this situation. And right now, I decided to close my eyes and embrace this.
Yes, I am scared because when I join the ocean, it means being part of something totally different from what I accustomed to. Being the ocean requires opening up to a wide space that will make up a new you. Soon, I have to make my own waves and be THE ocean too.
And by becoming, it is in moments like this that breaking is a must. I may break, lose and scatter but I know that this phase is only the beginning. After all this chaotic thoughts and feelings will come the mending. I may or may not be making the wisest decision but I pray that I could be proud I did my best. My mending will be my becoming. My becoming will be the answer to the first question.
Going back is impossible.
In truth and in existence, there is no other way, and the river cannot return. The river needs to accept its nature and enter the ocean. I once was the river. But now I must become the ocean.