I am standing at this very moment in front of the gate. Gate that is leading towards new way of seeing the world while keeping the truest values in my life. That gate is called Life. Everyday life. Facing the moment how it is without judging it, without wanting to be different. Taking it the way it is, is the biggest sign of the courage.
There are two more things that I have to leave before crossing that gate. I have to recognise it first. Not what they are but where is their root. One is shame, the other perfectionism. The first one comes from the fear of being seen and the other from feeling not enough. Shit! You work on something year after year and when you think that thing is done you discover that only the little particle is uncovered.
How to stand up in front of yourself and say - I am with you. No matter how it will go I am. How to be to yourself that person who will wake up first and brew the coffee. How to celebrate the success if I even don’t know what the success is?
People were congratulating me for the trip. They were saying it was a big thing I did. I can’t see it this way. For me it was something completely ordinary.
Why??
At the end I cycled alone through Europe. I slept in the wild, hosted by strangers or at the campsites. I was taking every day as it was without judgment. And I was doing every day what I committed to.
Is this extraordinary? What is extraordinary in this story?
Alone cycling or the everyday commitment to yourself?
Look at the moment for the picture again. What is extraordinary in his life?
Surviving the war? Facing his dad’s murder along with other men from the village? Moving as far as possible from unwanted memories? Graduating M.A Architecture on University of Technology ? Working for the same company rest of his life? Or maybe the little things like travelling to Lebanon and never telling the story, Being a “funtastic” grandpa. Or maybe all of above.
Today is the other day. And none of the above are important anymore. But they have created myself. And myself is the one who faces difficulties with appreciating my own success. Actually not seeing the success first of all.
Facing as well going and doing small. Fearing failure and judgment from those who never walked my path and seeing everything as ordinary.
The extraordinary is the life itself - but how to celebrate it that way in everything- small and big? How to go with the wings wide open? How to jump with knowing that I can fly?
I am brave. I am the dreamer and I am changing my world through the love I hold for the Life.
Now I know it can be done with ease and joy the same way I did my cycling. Now I know that consequent commitment to everyday towards my dreams gives the extraordinary outcome - it is time to start celebrating the extraordinary in ordinary. It is time to take over the story. This is my story and I decide how it is told - I decide to be successful in my life on everyday basis. This is my game and It is me who sets the rules!
God Bless You.
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