How can we make life a work of art?
Sometimes I wonder what’s out there.
In general sure we can say space, the cosmos, even a God. But what can we hold onto that won’t hold us back? Say we use an example of public transportation. I’ve recently come back from a two week trip to Europe (super fun). The London Tube is well kept and runs on time. Stepping onto the train you bump up against some people. You take a glance at all those in the train; they take a glance at you. When the train starts to move you quickly look for something to grab. Let’s hope in this case that it’s a pole or hanging bar because grabbing someone’s arm or coat tail puts both characters in a rather uncomfortable position (trust me). The speakers announce in that annoying unintelligible crackle the next stop and a few people get off. At the next stop a few more exit the train, however at each stop when others step off the train you don’t leave.
You’re holding onto the pole moving from station to station, going somewhere but nowhere all at once, never leaving and never letting go.
Speaking from the perspective of a young adult I feel this pressure to “find myself.” But that sounds so finite doesn’t it? I wouldn’t call it a victory if I ever ran across the entirety of myself in the future.
The story of your life is who you are.
You may find some preferences, a lover or two along the way, and I do advise that you hold onto medical information as that is important 🙂 but otherwise take life as it comes. Hold onto the infinite: love, hope, peace. Make a change here and there because nothing is finite. Not even yourself.
After you die the steps that you’ve made, the path that you’ve blazed is now open for others to cross. If you have to hold onto something, don’t make it the permanent and complacent train ride, take the long way around, hold onto the infinite, and see what happens.
^^ ok how hippie did that sound? but seriously let’s not settle down just yet 🙂