For almost 2 years we’ve all been scrambling, in one way or another, to grasp onto a sliver of the normal we knew, but this moment is the closest we will be to normal ever. The world will never be the same again.Read More
I find it crazy that we all have this innate need to have a home – a place that is ours, where we can strip off the masks that we use to navigate this world and just belong – yet we’re a species that is so consumed with perception, usually someone else’s, and being ‘accepted’, you would think the world would be our home, no? That people would naturally be warm, open and non-judgmental… I wonder, if we treated people the way that we wanted to be treated, would there be this domino-effect of love and goodness because healing stems from the depths of each of our souls, which means we have the tools to create the world we need, right?
I have never read anything by James Baldwin. I know of who he was and what he represented by the masses of people who claim him to be a genius, but I have never felt the urge to pick up his works.
That is until of course, today.
In a world that is constantly bombarding us with images of what ideal beauty is, in a world where we’re told to always hustle to get more, in a world that labels individuality “quirky”, “weird”, “other”…in a world as such no wonder so many people are struggling to ‘find happiness’.
Happiness isn’t something to be attained, it is something that is innate and can neither be given to you or found. It’s a spiritual awakening of sorts. It stems from the depths of you. Now growing up I wasn’t the most comfortable in my own body and I never truly felt that I was anything out of the ordinary. I was and very much still am a nerd, and I wear that with pride! However, what I began to realise in the past year is that we all have a reference point that we use for validation in our daily lives. Personally for me it was education and getting good grades, that was the constant in my life that I subconsciously defined myself with. Fast forward to a disastrous final year of university I was faced with failure for the first time, a shattered dream of medical school and all of sudden I didn’t know who I was anymore.