Sometimes, we just feel trapped in our lives. While everyone else is happily fluttering around us in our cage world, we are just not able to feel the same way, see what they see. Instead we feel like we are just in the wrong place, wishing ourselves away, to another place, another life. No matter how hard we are trying to stretch our wings and pursue our dreams and fly towards the light, we just don't seem to find the way out. And everything around us seems grey and dreary, inside and out. And all we can do is sit and wait and hold on tight to our dreams, even if at times we struggle to go on believing in them, and keep trying to stretch our wings, continually, endlessly, in the hope that one day, the fog will lift, the light will shine through, and we're finally able to take off.
All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. (Walt Disney)
Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages. (Terry Pratchet)
Courage and the need for a sensce of security, even if it's probably an illusion anyway, are probably the two main factors that prevent a lot of us from following our dreams... I wish I wasn't such a coward and pessimist...
I just love this photo - it says so much. And I hate to hear you put yourself down - it takes huge courage to follow a dream and security is very hard to give up (even if it is an illusion - as Einstein said, 'reality is just an illusion, albeit a very persistent one'). Most people don't even allow themselves to think about following their heart, so you've already taken the first step. I hope you find a way to follow your dream, whatever it is.
ReplyDeleteThis photograph is just about the perfect metaphor for the emotions you are feeling at the moment. But perhaps you'll allow me to extend the metaphor a little...
ReplyDeleteI remember watching a cocoon suspended from the ceiling of cloisters around a garden for 6 months, through autumn, winter and much of spring. Many times I thought it must have been dead, but as I regularly swept away the dust and cobwebs around it something stopped me from just sweeping it away. Eventually I all but forgot it until one day in early summer someone said, "Hey Nigel, look - the cocoon is opening!" And sure enough, after all that time dormant, a butterfly began its ordeal of breaking free. Finally, wet and almost completely exhausted, this beautiful, new butterfly fell to earth where it waited just a couple of minutes before taking off into the garden, albeit a little erratically as they tend to do, then over the garden wall to begin it's new life.
Maybe sometimes, while the world seems to be moving on every day without us, we are just building our strength for the day when we can emerge, more beautiful than ever, and rise above all those who actually haven't changed at all.
your words are beautiful.
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