As I was cleaning my room this evening, I discovered an old article I had written dated 21st-December-2006. Since most of you are acquainted with me today I thought it would be interesting to post the original...
Why do some people have a tendency to cluster themselves? Do we have to belong to some type of category by nature, behavior, outlook or limitation? Can't we simply be individuals whose life belong to themselves? Why do some people expect us to mold and play the rhythm and tunes of harps they have set in motion? Are we living on an invisible stage of pretense? Trying to be accepted by someone, are we losing our individuality? That unique spark of illumination lit by that flame within us? That special combination of your name and outlook that makes you- YOU.
Honestly I'm bewildered. Don't want to lose myself. Nearly 2 decades of my life's odyssey has passed by. Would I simply give it all up to be "accepted" by the "crowd" of those who may not reach as far as I would by myself alone? No! Its not worth doing this anymore. Honestly I'm not even going to try to put up with all the extra effort and perspiration to "fit in". I only got a couple of years before this phase would close up. Its more feasible to be enthusiastic about the future which is warming up.
Life is amazing! It takes us through a variety of channels, tunnels and caves. When its the end of one phase of life, should we feel awful its over? Or simply feel enthusiastic wondering what is life bringing next along this voyage? Its strange how we begin to cherish and get in the groove of certain segments only when its time to say goodbye.
We should be appreciative of everything at hand. After all nearly every situation anytime could have been worse, more uncomfortable, more boring and all-in-all could never have encountered us. I'd rather go through an unpredictable tunnel with it own mysterious silence and unexpected imagination than take a shortcut to the illumination that awaits me at the end of that journey. Life's way too short and segmented into various phases to keep pondering whether or not we should experience those moments adorned with arms wide open eager to be embraced. Very often, whilst we decide, these walk right pass us only leaving behind vacuums within us wondering "what if" I'd done that or gone there, regretting if ONLY I had grabbed that opportunity when it was knocking my heart to be held by my molars....
I'm relieved to be here as I recall the struggles and challenges through med school. As you see, it wasn't a bed of dew drop garnished rose petals. I hope you are striving for those elements your heart desires. Regardless what they may be, if you dream it, I bet you can achieve it!