Every person has a story to tell; of their adventures, their sorrows. There was this woman who came to my work place often who loved to tell us about her adventures and her dreams. When she passed away we all felt sorrow and wondered if she had ever accomplished all of her adventures before leaving us. She would remind us to take time to go on our own adventures, to learn about ourselves, and allow the universe to show us our purpose here. I wasn’t ready to go on any adventures, not with this pandemic and riots going on all over the world. I wasn’t ready to dive deep into my own self and discover what was hiding there.
As someone who was so used to just diving head first into everything and getting her heart torn into a thousand pieces, I just wasn’t ready to uncover anything that I had buried. I didn’t want to relive past trauma nor be reminded of how my one true love left me for another woman. I was content with living my life as blindly as possible in order to forget the heartache and the pain of my past. The old woman, however, has been watching me from heaven and she decided that I was being too thick headed for she visited me in a dream and told me to stop acting like a bratty child.
She told me that our pasts do not define who we will be in the future but rather it aids us in becoming people who will do great things for society. She thumped me on the forehead with a flick of her fingers and told me to stop being scared, told me to dive head first into this journey and not to fear failure for someone will be there to catch me when I fall. Someone will be there to encourage me to continue and remind me that failure is a part of life and that it’s okay to fail.
When I had woken up from that dream the sun seemed brighter, the air more crisp. I had a tingling sensation in my body as though I had been struck by lightening. Something had been awoken inside me and I would soon find out that was my inner voice seeking companionship from myself. I decided to go on this journey of self discovery and to accept and learn from my past in order to become someone that does great things for society.
This journey won’t be an easy one, but, I now know that it will be rewarding and at some point I’ll look back on the journey and be thankful for that silly old woman bopping my forehead in a dream. I know that I have guardians watching over me and I know that the universe will guide me through this journey. I may make mistakes and at times I might even fail but there will always be a reason for me to get back up and try again.
Thank you Mrs. Wilson – may you rest in paradise
Finding Shay 