Hiya! Life is a wild blender of whirlwinds of chaos and fragile moments of serenity. So far 2018 has been quite the rebuilding year for me. Full of recovery from the adventures of 2017, financially and practically. It has had a few painful partings and joyful reunions. Overall it’s swept over me more than being defined by me.
And that’s fine. It’s said control is an illusion. It is. Our worlds are such an interconnected series of systems that we are gated into so many of our options. We do have choice, free will, but mostly in what we control about our behavior. Our external lives are bound by geography, economics, social mores, and all other manner of expectations. I feel in 2018 I finally decided to catch a wave and ride the flow.
I wish for so much from the world, but this year I accept I cannot change much of anything other than me. I cannot fix politics, but I can stand for my own beliefs and respect others. I cannot make the trends of media follow my whims, but I can like what I want, and I have no obligation to buy in on what I don’t. I can’t change how others behave, but I can control my own behavior.
I take the time to meditate. I allow myself to stay patient in the growth I am making despite its slow pace. I accept that I can roll with the world or be rolled by it.
It’s almost Bastille Day, my halfway mark for the year. A time I reckon my place in the world. And while I expect for more proactivity for the back half of the year, I can be content in a way I haven’t been in the tranquility of just being here.