Life is taking risks, it is going beyond of what you see, and it is all about doing something incredible today, what you could postpone for tomorrow. If this would be the last day of your life, what would you do? I'd raise my thumb and go on! I'd share my journey with someone who lets me in their life with an open heart. Somebody said do me three years ago I am an observer. And that is still true. I observe and learn to share what I know, I pass it away.
Today I left Finland where I got used into old customs for more than a month. I met a friend from couchsurfing, Dave we shall call him. He found his way up to the north to meet me and made me see again what my hometown, Oulu is like. That is something I constantly keep losing when I get there: they eye of the newbie. The eye that has no expectations for a place or a situation it stumbles in the journey.
It was then when I realized the traveler awaking in me again. It was time to leave again, since I actually didn’t plan to return in the first place. And even when my grandmother told me to come back soon, because her heart felt out of place when I was gone, I knew it's only because she loves me. And she’d let me go to do what was meant because that’s the only way for me to grow and to love her even more. I couldn’t stay and she didn’t expect me to even if she said so. A person who is living his or her dream shouldn’t feel quilt even when people expect to let the dream slip through your hands to be just a dream, because they are worried, jealous, possessive or just don’t understand. You can’t be worried of everything when you go to where you have never been. You can’t expect the worst, because life should truly be lived like a dream where everything is possible. That's how Alice did it in the Wonderland, and that's why she filled her real destiny, that's how she did all the things some only dream of doing, but at the end of the day they won’t because they are scared for their lives, for the result of making the dream come true. What if you suddenly win that million you always dreamed of?
Would you be happy then? I doubt it. People intend to dream on until they learn to enjoy and appreciate the present.
So, If my destiny is to return, then my grandmother with rest of the family will appreciate it more than if I would have physically stayed to pretend to be there without my heart into it. Soon they wouldn’t have cherished the time I am there thinking I'll always be there.
Every day should be special, like the last day of your life. Enjoying every breath you take.
What it comes to my fellow traveler, my fellow hitcher, your paths will go in different directions soon. But we are smiling as we go, where ever. We share the journey. We speed through Scandinavia on a mission. And at the end of the road we split to meet again. (Because we do have a mutual mission called a cookbook, a hitch hikers guide to the kitchen, that we work on as we surf in other peoples kitchen) Dave, in one day thought me a lesson I might have learned much later while staying in the cube that's called comfort of a hometown. With him we talked about culture, different reasons of living, different fucked up ways of controlling lives without harmony and love. We spoke about human relationships, where you grew up expecting things instead of letting it go because you love yourself and the other, because you are free like your worst enemy to do what you wish, because life is being honest and true for yourself. That's why if something doesn’t feel good you wonder.
As the journey continues, but the ride where I am writing this is about to end I’ll end it with the thought of today by couraging a troubled soul to start living with the heart open, without quilt about leaving, about filling expectations that you or somebody else have set to you. Just be and enjoy the moment without lies in your heart. Because at the end of the day you'd start saying to yourself you'll do it tomorrow. Today you just had some other things to do, things that are expected. Don’t be scared. Go for what drives you today!
Today I left Finland where I got used into old customs for more than a month. I met a friend from couchsurfing, Dave we shall call him. He found his way up to the north to meet me and made me see again what my hometown, Oulu is like. That is something I constantly keep losing when I get there: they eye of the newbie. The eye that has no expectations for a place or a situation it stumbles in the journey.
It was then when I realized the traveler awaking in me again. It was time to leave again, since I actually didn’t plan to return in the first place. And even when my grandmother told me to come back soon, because her heart felt out of place when I was gone, I knew it's only because she loves me. And she’d let me go to do what was meant because that’s the only way for me to grow and to love her even more. I couldn’t stay and she didn’t expect me to even if she said so. A person who is living his or her dream shouldn’t feel quilt even when people expect to let the dream slip through your hands to be just a dream, because they are worried, jealous, possessive or just don’t understand. You can’t be worried of everything when you go to where you have never been. You can’t expect the worst, because life should truly be lived like a dream where everything is possible. That's how Alice did it in the Wonderland, and that's why she filled her real destiny, that's how she did all the things some only dream of doing, but at the end of the day they won’t because they are scared for their lives, for the result of making the dream come true. What if you suddenly win that million you always dreamed of?
Would you be happy then? I doubt it. People intend to dream on until they learn to enjoy and appreciate the present.
So, If my destiny is to return, then my grandmother with rest of the family will appreciate it more than if I would have physically stayed to pretend to be there without my heart into it. Soon they wouldn’t have cherished the time I am there thinking I'll always be there.
Every day should be special, like the last day of your life. Enjoying every breath you take.
What it comes to my fellow traveler, my fellow hitcher, your paths will go in different directions soon. But we are smiling as we go, where ever. We share the journey. We speed through Scandinavia on a mission. And at the end of the road we split to meet again. (Because we do have a mutual mission called a cookbook, a hitch hikers guide to the kitchen, that we work on as we surf in other peoples kitchen) Dave, in one day thought me a lesson I might have learned much later while staying in the cube that's called comfort of a hometown. With him we talked about culture, different reasons of living, different fucked up ways of controlling lives without harmony and love. We spoke about human relationships, where you grew up expecting things instead of letting it go because you love yourself and the other, because you are free like your worst enemy to do what you wish, because life is being honest and true for yourself. That's why if something doesn’t feel good you wonder.
As the journey continues, but the ride where I am writing this is about to end I’ll end it with the thought of today by couraging a troubled soul to start living with the heart open, without quilt about leaving, about filling expectations that you or somebody else have set to you. Just be and enjoy the moment without lies in your heart. Because at the end of the day you'd start saying to yourself you'll do it tomorrow. Today you just had some other things to do, things that are expected. Don’t be scared. Go for what drives you today!
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