“I’m super disillusioned with the way we are supposed to live our lives. Like we’re taught about all of these fabulous places and people but simultaneously kind of forced to work and never actually go out and see them all?”–Anonymous Tumblr user
So I read this quote on Tumblr tonight (I actually know the user, but since Tumblr’s so anonymous I’m not going to reveal them) and it got me thinking about how much I’d like to go back on an unhurried trip to the UK. After all, it’s been five years since the first and only time I was there. Or maybe I’d like to venture to Austria and see the Vienna State Opera house. Or even Giraffe Manor in Nairobi, Kenya (which actually is on my bucket list…check out their website *here*). Bottom line is that in this day and age, it takes a ridiculous amount of capital to venture to any one of those places from the United States; I’d be lucky to visit/re-visit even one of them before I die. (I’d still pick Giraffe Manor, for the record.) I guess that makes me “super disillusioned” as well. I mean, really, we toil behind desks our entire lives and what do we have to show for all the hard work? Paid-off credit cards/student loans/mortgages? That’s not nearly as much fun as staying in Giraffe Manor, I guarantee.
I also realized–for the few who might be curious–that I didn’t profess on the blog to discontinuing therapy. My therapist actually cancelled on me last month and I took that as a sign that perhaps I needed to just roll with the punches for awhile, as I’d been relying on her advice more than I’d actually been living my life. Like I told my youngest sister the other day when we were catching up, sometimes you just have to jump in and go for it, for better or for worse. (I think this especially holds true for those dealing with social anxiety, depression, and alcoholism.) You can read all the self-help books in the world and be getting the best professional advice money can buy, but unless you’re truly living your life you’re not learning all that much. And many of us only learn/re-learn that through experience, which I seem to be very proficient at.
That’s pretty much all that’s going on in my neck of the woods. I’ve been making a conscious effort to be more sociable, and also to look for happiness and joy in the small, everyday things. I read a Charles Stanley devotional the other day that defined the difference between happiness and joy: Happiness is what we find in worldly circumstances, and Joy is what we find in God. I think I knew that already, but–as I stated above–it’s always good to re-learn things through experience. Experience brings mistakes and missteps, but it also brings wisdom and virtue.
Stay warm, especially all my readers currently enduring snow, wind, and rain!