Every natural disturbance is the result of a build-up. The volcanoes, the earthquakes, the hurricanes, there is no magical appearance anywhere. We just don’t see them growing underneath, coming for us. They hold on for as long as possible, until they can’t.
What happens when you don’t know what is going to happen next? When you don’t know what you like and dislike? Or when you are feeling lost? And yet, you wish to go somewhere, do something, become someone – become you!
I wonder how many of them are young and free-willed like my son and his friend, wanting to stay out a little more, flap around a little more, test their boundaries a little more. Instead, they all head back home, reluctantly chasing after the older, wiser, birds.
Humans are born needy and stubborn. But we grow up as warriors, each one of us, having our own battles to fight. My battlefield exists within me. Yes, I am a warrior, and l let out the fiercest battle-cry every day. I hope to win this war.
My mind wanders, wondering about destiny. Are we constantly changing ours, with every action, every thought? Or are we pre-programmed to keep changing our destinies, with every breath, every move?