I woke up this morning and told myself to believe that everything would work out in my favor. It was a blind faith that I felt the need to hold on to. It was a leap of faith that I needed to take.
I have done many things out of blind faith in my life. Some worked out perfectly, while others had not. Quite often, what leads me to embark on an adventure is my curiosity in the unknown and the foreign. And quite often, what helps me push through the depressing darkness of the inevitable failures is also my curiosity in wanting to find out what the unknown future has in store for me.
We are told to plan for our future. It seems like thorough planning can, somehow, eliminate the number of uncertainties that await us down the road. Unfortunately, the mighty brain of human being has yet to be advanced enough to sketch out a blueprint that will pardon the planner a future of unforeseen setback and destined challenges.
I sit in deafening quietness to contemplate. I contemplate on my life and all its relationships, which are intricately crisscrossed and woven into a life’s tapestry. I am puzzled at the variant degree of each and every relationship, and I am confused at the divergence of each every relationship’s authenticity, genuineness, and intentionality.
Best thinking is done in a quiet place. In a quiet place, I think to realize how far I am away from people, with whom I have a relationship. It seems like no one that I have interacted with so far understands me truly. My silence may have deny them the opportunity to get to the depth of my heart. My dullness may have dimmed the spark in their curious eyes. Maybe…and just may be, I am not meant to be understood by others but me.