I read a poem in senior secondary school titled THE PULLEY by George Herbert, and the line that talks about how man is always searching for rest has always stayed with me.
One thing that is as sure as day is the fact that people will always look and try to maintain their hope, joy and inner peace. Now this isn’t a self help, or a guide on how to find peace because that soft kind of peace eludes me too.
I was re-reading a book lately and some of the words of the narrator struck me. She said happiness isn’t present feeling, it’s a past feeling, something you only realize when you’re faced with unhappiness.
When I think about my childhood, I remember how I desperately wanted it to end and how I wanted to be old, independent and free and now I’m older and have some freedom I can’t help but want to go back and enjoy freedom because I was really free then. I wasn’t worried about meeting deadlines or heartbreaks or anxiety attacks.
I realized that just like everyone, I might spend my whole life chasing peace, and no I didn’t want that. So starting now, I will choose to enjoy every moment I have, to choose to be intentional about my happiness and shut out anything that threatens to steal my peace.