Sometimes that the “norm” isn’t normal at all. That fitting in doesn’t mean health. That “being adjusted to a profoundly sick society is no measure of health”. I forget this, because I’m inundated with our news cycles, our “normal” conversations, our corporate American drama and gossip filled dinner parties.
There is something to be said about people who choose a different life. A life that is about moving inward, creating community and doing whatever the fuck they want. There is some awe inspiring about people who leave this gig behind, and actually create something original for themselves, and with their lives.
Originality is required to build a “happy” life because no one is as unique as you are and that is literally the gift we’re all given — unique, wild, and inherently free.
We are no governed or a puppeteer made by the world around us, but a free entity with the authority to chose what our own mind experiences, and how spirit moves through us and shows us what to do day in and day out.
We aren’t tailored or perfectly made to fit into a cookie cutter world, although, from the looks of it it sure seems like we are.
We are made to go within, and fucking do whatever it takes to feel free. Oftentimes, that means going against societal Norms just by the very nature that not everyone is the same and therefore, we cannot possibly rule our lives with the same principles that govern and work so well for others.
I wish I could live more freely. I wish I could fucking screw the rest of this bullshit “fake persona” I’m putting on and fucking do my thing. I would fucking live in the wilderness, naked. I would scream at the top of my lungs and bathe in the sun. I would farm, I would garden. I would swim and read and make love. I would do what my body asks of me and move and eat to nourish my body. I would dance and sing and talk in depth to people I love. I would celebrate, meditate, appreciate. I would be and live in freedom. I would volunteer and do good by others. I would have pets and nourish them with great care. I would see the beauty in the mundane, and turn away from screens and to do lists. I would bask and cherish and nurture. I would hunt and gather and do the things we were made to do.
I would create things. I would build furniture, make something out of nothing. I would cultivate peace in my body and see it ripple out into the world. Into my community. Into the plants and trees and animals nearby. It would infiltrate my food and spirit. Transform the world, my world, into something I can feel proud of.
