“I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.”
This quote, from Mary Oliver’s poem When Death Comes, defines everything in my heart perfectly. I want so much out of this life – more than I can possibly explain. The good thing is, I think I’m finally at a place in my life where I’m not afraid to reach out and ask for it (or grab it, if necessary). I’m finally at a stage in my life where I have the confidence to get what I want out of life and the courage to follow my dreams.
One of my biggest fears is being on my death bed and regretting the fact that I never traveled the world. I want to run through the tulip fields in Amsterdam, swim in the Great Barrier Reef, stand in awe of the Northern lights. I want to see a lion run wild, watch the sunset over the Egyptian desserts, and reflect under the cherry blossoms in Japan. I want this and so much more. There is a saying by St. Augustine that says:
“The world is a book, and those you don’t travel only read one page.”
Well, I want to read the whole book – from start to finish – and I want to read it more than once. It is not that I am unhappy with my current life – it is just that I feel restless. I don’t want to die without knowing and seeing everything that the world has to offer.
If I have the opportunity to live – really, truly LIVE – then I’m going to take it. Because if anyone else took it, I would be mad jealous of them. I just think that I’ll be different person – a better person – after seeing the moon shine on the other side of the world. I want to know as much about this world I live in as I possible can. I want to grow in ways I never imagined and constantly be amazed by our universe.
We only have a set amount of days on this planet, and I believe we have to make the most of them: appreciate the small things, savor the big things, and hold on to those precious moments that make you feel like you’ve never felt before. Life is made up of all these moments and more – we just have to notice them.