Are there universal paths to self-fulfillment, or just like how there are multitudes of truth tellers, are there multitudes of truth for each individual?
What I mean is, I believe each of our souls have lived in past lives, as different people or things, in vastly different places or situations, to teach a lesson that leads to the next step, the next life. That is why there are so many patterns of existence across time and space – we are all the same people manifesting the same problems.
The issue becomes finding out what your specific lesson is: am I at the lows of the cycle, where it is commendable to merely participate without falling apart, or rather am I nearing the end, the point of transcendence that finishes this cycle?
You see, I am terrified that I will take the path not meant for me.
I want to travel and face the unknown because I have heard it is life changing and extremely meaningful. But there are also those who find equally joyous experiences in their backyard, as a part of a community, growing with the same people over time. So do I take the chance and leap out of the nest because it seems like the philosophical thing to do, or will that slow down the progress of my next born self because I crashed and burned expecting too much out of existence?
And if I stay, if I find comfort in being a building block of a place over the course of my life and career, will it end in a backwards step for my next self, an opportunity taken away because I did not see the one previously given?
I would like to think that there are partial scores given throughout one’s life; that the fact I am recognizing the options, and not blindly following the directions of society and those in it that “know best,” will get me a gold star, perhaps even one from a faraway galaxy.
Yet, despite that, a decision must be made and must be lived with. And it doesn’t have to be so black and white, but that makes me afraid.
I am not so afraid of running out of time as I am afraid of the large amount of time I still have to fill.