"I have no idea" or another version of the same phrase, is the phrase that I have learnt to embrace. When you have teens in the house, this is the most often phrase, and sometimes, the only words that tumble out . Any question, any opinion, and the answer is a version of the same - I don't know. A phrase that frustrated me , has become a mantra for me. I have grown into the phrase, learnt the true meaning of living .. maybe I do have an idea.
Maturity is an indication of knowing who you are, yet there are some of us, still trying to figure out our purpose in life. We age, we grow maybe wiser, with time softening this restless feeling of not being where you are supposed to be, this nudging feeling of wanting to explore.
Navigating this journey of life, does any of us have any clue about literally anything? Here I am 45 years of learning to live life to the full potential, still clueless, about my purpose in life.Either my kids have taken after me, or I am still stuck in the teenage zone. But on a serious note, isn't it the perfect way to live,without a road map, without a clue, without any agenda, being open to all the possibilities in the world.
Maybe this the route to happiness - to nirvana. To be clueless - to have no plans ( I detest plans), to just live life as it unfolds, one day at a time. Maybe life is not meant to be figured out.
We go through phases of life, small successes, giving us the confidence, magnified failures jolting us back to how the universe has its own agenda that doesn't revolve around us. I have been surprised, disappointed, reached a point of despair, where nothing really mattered and yet have bounced back, like so many others, beaten and molded, but not broken. And how we respond to these insignificant successes and failures, defines our personality. Our empathy stems from our failures - without our disappointments, we would all be arrogant fools.
Maturity is an indication of knowing who you are, yet there are some of us, still trying to figure out our purpose in life. We age, we grow maybe wiser, with time softening this restless feeling of not being where you are supposed to be, this nudging feeling of wanting to explore.
There is one interesting thing about people who are unsure about who they are, they are always trying to figure out their purpose in life, they are so busy discovering aspects about themselves, they have no time to settle down into something familiar Yet time and again in this search for self, in this search for purpose, I realize that maybe I am just supposed to be a participant. Take whatever comes my way, just enjoy the ride. No expectations, no disappointments.
