How do we know when we should decide for ourselves? How are we brave enough to take the leap which would lead us to another World? How do we know what’s best? How do we choose?
There are no answers for the questions above since we can’t foresee the future. Then why are we afraid of the future which we don’t know about? It’s nothingness. A big black empty door of nothingness. Anything can happen at any time and so we try our best to read the signs of tomorrow and as we interpret these signs we become scared or brave, happy or sad, anxious or content about the nothingness we have created before us.
We have expectations of our nothingness and often the expectations shatter since there are million’s of possibilities and meetings around the World which affects us. We feel bad about ourselves if the expectations aren’t fulfilled, blaming the created nothingness but… why even be disappointed about something that doesn’t exist?
This reality struck me not so long ago. I am the nervous type when it comes to date and expectations are often made, often planned and are so very often a deceit to yourself.
“Carpe Diem” is a phrase that we hear too often but think about too little.
Now I need to tend to my Norwegian lemmings.
Iðunn