I have literally covered my wall space with paintings and posters I have collected on my previous vacations. I look at them to reminisce the beauty of the natural landscape and the magic of transformation at the end of each trip. And I can't help but feeling stuck in a quagmire, uninspired and loathing life as I am currently experiencing in this concrete jungle, working my arse off to put food on table just to barely survive. I take up all kinds of jobs on an ad hoc basis, without the luxury of choice. Life becomes more than a chore and meaningless as I go about my daily tasks, juggling the balls which are thrown my way.
I am searching for meaning in the remaining years of my life. I want to live in a community and make friends with like-minded souls. I want to pick up my spiritual life once again as it helps to understand life and what it is about. I want a stable income so I don't have to keep worrying about paying for food and grocery at the beginning of the week. I need a job which fuels my passion and capabilities. I want to have purpose, intrinsic satisfaction and meaning in everything I do. In other words, I need to create a meaningful life for myself and for the world.
Authentic relationships are rare these days. How sustainable my business could be when I have problem taking off? Travelling with purpose is a must whenever I fly in the past few decades as I don't travel for travel sake. I can accept a lower income and therefore a lower level of consumption to pursue other life goals such as voluntourism and further education and self-development.
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