In the morning I have to decide whether I take the job or not, whether I move on or not. The morning sun is fighting itself a way through the grey clouds of yesterday’s rain. It promises to become a beautiful day if I am to believe the various orange pallet colouring the morning sky.
The camping is still covered in silence and morning fog, no other campers are out there, and I love it. I love waking up early morning when the world is still asleep. Everything is so peaceful and simple.
In the early morning the world isn’t mere than the décor of a movie in which you can decide which role to play.
It seems like the world has been put on pause and I have the privilege to be awake and wander around in a world that isn’t mere than the décor of a movie in which I can decide which role I will play today.
It gives me a head start, the possibility to plan out my day and lay the fundamentals for the moves I will make, while there is no pressure of time or of other people, since both seem to be gone at this moment. Irrelevant, inexistent.
I get out of the car, do my morning rehabilitation exercises for my back and leg and decide I am not ready yet for the decision. However, I am confident it will come to me.
The night was full of vivid and weird dreams, in which an old friend came visiting me to give me advice. I know she was right, and by the time she left, I felt it genuinely and acted upon in.
Dreams contain wisdom of another dimension that we often cannot access while being awake.
Dreams contain wisdom of another dimension that we often cannot access while being awake. Not because it is an unreality as such, but because the buzz of the world around us silences it.
In dreams we can come closer to the truths we know deep within, but which are covered up by the fog of the day. This dream was clear and I am grateful for my friend to have visited me.
I drive to the coast, get on my swimmers, and decide to hop in the ocean. The ocean always rinses the morning fog of my mind, and gives me the answers I was looking for. Not outside, but by bringing me close within. In the ocean I feel alive and closer to myself than on land.
However today the sea is rough and wild, and doesn’t invite me.
I take a stroll along the coast line instead. My feet in the water, my head in the wind, my mind all over the place. I have a chat with my sister who is getting ready to go to bed at the moment I wake up, I love time differences.
The peaceful imagery of a snow-white covered landscape in which nothing else is visible than the contours of what once was
She tells about the insane cold that overwhelmed her country, snow and ice are all over the place, and the place was obviously not prepared. I love the peaceful imagery of a snow-white covered landscape in which nothing else is visible than the contours of what once was, everything becomes one whole, softly asleep under a white all-encompassing blanket.
When I tell her about my decision to make, I already know the answer. I know I will move on, I won’t accept the job, and continue the path that I am intended to walk.
It looks awesome, to have a digital marketing job in a surf school where I can peacefully surf and stay for a while. And in a few weeks from now, it would be very appealing, and I would high-likely give it a go for a couple of days. But not today.
I haven’t quit everything to start the same all over again a few hundred kilometres down south.
Today I am on a mission. I just have quit my job, my house, my thrusted environment, to regain my freedom and get back on the road. My freedom at this moment is more important than anything else; I missed it so much.
I need to be on the road these days, because I am on my journey; physically and mentally. Moreover, the little town is beautiful, but I just left where I was because the little town was too little, not challenging enough. I didn’t quit everything to start all over the same again a few hundred kilometres down south. Not yet.
Now is the time of reflection, of transitioning, of moving on and forward, closer to my final goal.
When you’re ready to receive it, the answer will come to you.
So, after the gentle and inspiring beach walk, I pack my belongings and hit the road again. Once I drive out of the town, I know I made the right choice. It feels right. This is me. My freedom above everything. Courage over comfort. When you’re ready to receive it, the answer will come to you.
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