WhyShouldIWorry

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.  


Lyrics from a great Incubus song.  

As of late, during the weekly grind, like anyone else, I have had the turmoils of life thrown at me.  Feeling weathered and overexerted.  But there is always tomorow and I will be ready for whatever it has.  Training what I love, gymnastics and breakdancing, takes up a very large amount of time and energy.  This makes school increasingly harder and more difficult.  The obvious stress of being a college student and having a large amount expected of you has started to make a large impression on my mind.  

These lyrics reflect what my random thoughts exhibit sometimes.  There is a large amount of uncertainty everyone faces everyday about the tasks of today, the people in your circle,  the consequences of certain urges, the everlasting question of what if?, the doubt in ourselves that is inevitable.

And many a time we will let these things affect our present state of mind.  But in the end when these things are overwith, will any of that stress and worrying be worth it?  I know this is like saying never worry again, which is impossible, but lately I have been trying to greatly reduce the amount of which I worry and look at things from a logical standpoint.  Because it will all be over soon enough.  I still put pressure on myself occasionally to accomplish what I want, but when things come that are out of my control, I feel it is best to let things ride themselves out and play like a drifter.  Say, a spider web or a lilly pad.  In this case more so like a kite.  A kite drifts freely in the wind, but is controlled by the human, who decides where it will fly, and when it will come down.  We as humans are not in control over many things in this lifetime.  The wind.  It can take us anywhere and everywhere. 

Why not enjoy the ride?  

And if danger or tribulations approach lets say a tree, we have enough control over ourselves to bring ourselves back.  

These are hard times my friend.

We are all flying our kites in dead forests.  Ones with leafless tress and branches reaching out waiting to claw our kites down.  Maybe if we just try to learn to drift above the trees.....

All these stresses and worries are not worth the time and effort.  We need to learn to be able to see past the trees and focus on ascension.  Tomorrow is a new day with new weather.

But whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there.  

Song of the mood - Incubus - Drive