Almost just as speedy as I had made the decision to move to Dubai, I have made the decision to come back to Europe. I’ve lived in Dubai for 1,5 years and as some of you know it was both challenging and exciting at the same time!
I won’t bore you with my reasons for coming back, there really aren’t many. I just found that my time there had thought me enough, I embraced all the new experiences I had there, but that it is time to move on now.
It’s been 3 weeks since the big move and while it has been great meeting friends and family again, I must admit that I’m starting to feel the urge to leave already ! Someplace new and exciting, another place where I can continue to grow and learn new things about other cultures as well as myself.
I’ve found that travelling keeps you grounded and helps you remember how small of a person you are in this big world. It also helps you put your “problems” into perspective compared to others, which can be humbling sometimes.
Also, there is something that strongly appeals to me about non-western/westernized countries. It could be the incredible contrast you see when leaving the west to countries that put their families before making money and have an almost natural way of replacing greed with gratefulnes. It could also be the journey to the unknown, understanding new ways to live. This is not to say that everything in the west is bad ofcourse, good things have come from the west.
I just find that even though I was never really a material girl, still the older I get the more I want to break free from the current and standard way of life that has really been forced upon me. A standard of living that is not my own. I mean, do we really want to be molded into the same kind of people with limited options of expertise that were set out for us to choose from? Do we really want to be thought the same things as everyone else never having experienced it for ourselves, and go to school for a quarter of our lives so that we can work for a system that works only for very view for the rest of our lives? Hoping that in our old age, when there is less and less for our physical body to do we are “set free” hoping we saved enough to live from. Often having used no more than a fraction of our true potential by the time we lay down to rest.
Yes I know I’m probably sounding way too dramatic. It’s that darn European rain messing with me. But seriously, I can’t help but think how great of a society we would be if we spent those 5 or 6 workdays a week on the things we love and are good at without all the boxes and roadsigns telling us what we can and can not do. How awesome it would be if we could measure our own levels of success instead of what we have been told is being successful.
Oh well, this post probably would have made a lot more impact 3000 years ago. I guess right now it’s up to us individually, to either follow everyone else down the same road and let society decide our fate, or take that unknown road that very few dare to walk on but almost always come out having exceeded their expectations.
What about you. Are you living your life at its full potential?