The Obligation of Choice

What do you do when your eyes are opened to the limitless sky of magic that you can fly through unweighted? When everywhere you look there is something so breathtaking? You can reach out your hands and take the ripest fruits life can offer, yet only enjoy so much of it. You have to make a choice. 

It is sobering to know there are soulmates I will never meet in this lifetime, places my eyes will never behold, languages I will never speak. I am in a way following my last post with this thought. 

I guess it is simply an unavoidable rule of life that something must always be sacrificed, be it one person for another, one place for another, one hobby for another. Agonizing over something woven into the fabric of reality is self-sabotage. In regards to magic and spellwork, I believe in the law of equal exchange. Everything in life is a constant transaction.

The question I then ask myself is, am I a deeply rooted tree or a leaf on the wind? But why can’t I be both? My stubbornness gets me stuck in this cycle of endless desires and ambition, with me thinking I can have it all as long as I pursue it. That inevitably means things get left behind whether I want them to or not. 

I’m reminded of the quote from Lord of the Rings, “It’s dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door. You step into the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

I’m learning to embrace the inevitability of letting go. It will be a lifelong endeavor, but a necessary and worthwhile one.

Thank you for reading, talk soon ♥ 

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