We never really get to where we want to be
even if we get close
to a place or state we imagined for ourselves
we’ll just keep moving the goalpost
Like everything else,
Is a process a process.
It’s a journey with no final destination
Life is as fickle as the wind
It is only
a repeating pattern
of present moments
Have you ever wanted something and saved up money to get it?
But after time has passed
And you’ve spent months
Maybe even years
Saving every penny
When it was time to buy it
You didn’t really want it anymore?
Your eyes were on something else now
You moved your goal post
You changed your desire
But you convince yourself that it is still what you want
And buy it anyway…?
We often do this to our visions of ourselves
We see potential in what we could be
Something like a kids vision for his or her adult self
We never get there
And if we do
It’s not what we thought it would be
So we change the goal post
It’s what were good at
The trick might be
To not want to be anywhere else then where we are currently at
Riding the wave of the journey
Enjoying the process
Letting things unfold for us and to us
Maybe the trick is
that there is no trick
Maybe there just is
And that’s it
There is some magic in that.