You know, when you're the only car driving on the road, early in the morning, and you reach a scenic route which coincides with your thoughts exploding as if they were waiting for the right altitude to detonate.
This experience isn't all too well familiar to me and I doubt whether it's only a close approximation for what actually happens in most people's heads.
My experience is different, thoughts slow down completely when a scenic route is reached, the beauty of Nature has the power to silence even the most persistent inner monologues.
Anyways, the background of this thought idea is growing pains, entering this phase where one realises that a new normal of sorts has dawned on them and they now either rise to the challenge via developing more pain tolerance and acquiring more relevant knowledge or risk getting bogged down into a new set of circumstances where the growing pains phase becomes a route into permanent residency rather than just a neighborhood you're passing through.
In hindsight, it doesn't always look like one has the choice to decide how to manage growing pains or what to really do about them.
The more you drive, the higher the chances that the scenery changes and then the road starts becoming rocky, you can't drive as fast as you would like and whether or not there's a time sensitive destination to reach is an entirely different layer of anxiety.
I like to wrestle with the notion that there's a clear cut straightforward way to solving most problems that life throws my way. Just find the source of the discomfort and tackle it from there.
Had a toothache a few weeks ago and pain relief meds were recommended, but didn't end up taking any as I was curious to check what my pain tolerance for toothaches.
The source of the pain on my tooth ascended to the role of becoming my primary sense of heightened awareness of the environment around me. It was mostly sound, almost every sound reverberated on the tooth before the rest of the body picks up on it. This was really really hard to handle with activities needed to be done.
Turns out, trying to find the "source" and tackle it head-on works brilliantly for toothaches, you go to the dentist, they fix the thing, problem solved!
Trying to find the source for growing pains is more like driving through fog where you can't see the road clearly but stopping isn't really an option because you can't afford to let the momentum die out here in the middle of nowhere.
Unlike the toothache, there is no extraction procedure for the soul.
Philosophically, it just often boils down to asking myself whether I'm willing to become someone slightly different than who I was yesterday, and whether I can do it without resenting the process entirely.
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