A traveller

I have seen this place of peace, joy, and wholeness. And it came with a surprise for me. When I got there, I saw that it also welcomes anger and frustration, sadness, disappointment, and fear. Meeting this troublesome and familiar gang in such an unexpected place forced me to reconsider. Now, it makes sense to me. Because it is whole and complete, it must contain all sorts of emotions. It can’t just be this blissful paradise free of worries I always assumed I had to aspire to.

I am now no longer upset at these companions. I don’t think they are my adversaries anymore. It turns out, they actually are quite the opposite: my trusted friends. The ones that dare to speak the truth to me when no-one else does. And when I am not willing to listen. They always have my back.

They are ever patient and ever loving. They never give up on me. They don’t get upset with me if I don’t listen to them. They are endlessly creative in finding new ways to try and get their message across to me. Because they truly and deeply care about me. And they always knew the truth that I was trying to hide from, the one that I had learned to disregard and dismiss because it wasn’t everyone else’s truth.

But these friends of mine, anger and frustration, sadness, disappointment, and fear, they never forgot it. They always knew my purpose. And they will help me live it, for as long as I am. And for that, I will forever be grateful to them.

And in this gratitude lie the peace, joy, and wholeness of my journey. There is no place to really get to. I am just a traveller. A traveller of this world and those that lie beyond. And that is all I really need to know.