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“What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.”
How perfectly apt this quote fits into my present days. As I approach the final pages of this 9-5 city chapter in my life, millions of thoughts are sparked. I look back at the past 3 years and notice the little dots have finally come full circle- what a satisfying feeling this is. All the challenges and obstacles that I confronted have been the trigger of what got me here. Regaining my independent life, emerged with a new job, new faces, a fresh horizon and discovering what are my qualities and weaknesses. 3 years understanding that stability doesn’t have to be boring but nothing needs to last for too long. Accepting that we can’t always have what we want immediately, but we should never let go of dreaming, moving towards reaching ours goals. Even if it takes time, with determination we can all get there. Slowly learning to differ the disparity between what feeds the ego, to that which makes the soul sing. It hasn’t been so straightforward along the way but for each stumbling block, a new achievement was shaped. As I see it, life is composed of 2 parts: cause and effect, with time (space) being the vital component separating the two. Would the outcome taste as sweet should time be eliminated?
Last Thursday my friends and fam threw me a surprise leaving party. Best. Surprise. Ever! I have to admit I had no idea whatsoever. The shock on arrival, seeing them all staring at me was greater than I could have ever imagined. There was no time to digest the feelings. It’s a strange emotion to be surrounded by so many loved ones when your mind isn’t expecting it. One feeling overlaps the other; shock, then a slight panic, only to be greeted by complete contentment and fulfilment. All these people are here for me? Really? I felt so special. Thankyou friends, family and universe.
An evening amongst my most loved, reinforcing my next reality- letting go of my comfortable life to search for something that feels real to me. With the little savings that I have accumulated, huge excitment and new dreams ahead, just as the butterfly is formed, I too regain my ability to fly…
Farewell London. For now.
To my friends;
Blind folded she stumbles down the stairs
Only to find the greatest surprise
Stunned.
An ocean of friends smiling back at her
With tears trickling down her eyes
Hugs and hellos,
Ducking goodbyes.
Speeches and poems
Birthday cake for a farewell
What the cucumber was for,
She could not tell.
Each one so special in your own way
Thankyou friends
In Supertramps words
Happiness is only real when shared
Slow down the rushed stride
