The hardest thing to do sometimes is to simply stand still. Realize that the world will go on and you will be just fine. You do not have to be superwoman or superman; you do not have to have it all figured out. It is okay to not know and allow yourself to figure it out. There’s no timeline for figuring it out. There’s no cookie cutter solution.
Often times, our biggest critic is ourselves. We impose such rigid guidelines and pressure on ourselves to conform to what others expect of us and when we should have it done. So many people operate and live under duress due to high levels of stress and anxiety. It is my theory that this undue duress stems from the over stimulus of social media. We live in a world where we are constantly comparing ourselves. We are constantly submerged into the lives of others and obsessed with celebridome. All hail the mighty celebrities and overnight billionaires that the success of the tech age have brought us. Let us peasants live vicariously through ye as we pluck out our hair and brains for that inevitable fame which escaped our grasp. Let us wallow in sorrowful pity for ourselves. Let us pull down the veil of shame for our lackluster lives of the mundane. Because we all want overnight fame and success. The internet constantly tells us about the Jay-Zs and Mark Zuckerbergs of the world. We celebrate the rare, small percentage of those we are shown through social media as if they are the “norm”. We are so flooded with the nuances of their lives that we forget to celebrate our own. We wonder, where is our fortune and fame? We began to demand it. Expect it. Become entitled to it. That leads us to feeling failed and disappointed. But Mark Zuckerberg is under 30 and he’s a billionaire. I have to gain massive wealth before I am 30. Oh no wait, I am 27 now and I barely have enough for rent in my checking account. I have an average life with a mediocre job. That’s not good enough. For some, Facebook makes up the majority of our social interaction. We Facebook when we wake up in the morning until we go to bed at night. It becomes an addiction. We post statuses and read timelines from sunup to sundown 365 days a year. The sames goes for Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat. Through these outlets, we become entrenched in the lives of everyone else. Whether we acknowledge it or not, we are left feeling depleted, disappointed, and moody. We set the tune of our day to the tune of the masses with each day being a gamble depending on the mood of everyone else. We compare our success to the success of others, therefore falsely diminishing or endorsing the perception of our success in our own eyes. We unknowingly make ourselves sad. We give in to the hype. We become one of them, “sheeple”. Herded to a life that is perpetuated for us. Not a life of our own craftsmanship, not feelings or emotions of our own accord. We then run and run until we are breathless chasing a fame or fortune that was never meant to be ours.
In the middle of the chaos, stand still. In the middle of the loudest noise, stand still. Face the void. Stop looking around. Stopping running fast to nowhere. Simply stand still. Log out of facebook. Log out of Twitter. Forget Instagram and Snapchat for a minute and stand still. Listen to the faint whistle of the wind, the rustle of the grass. Do you hear that? Can you hear the quiet? Did you feel that? Do you feel the world turning on its axis beneath your feet? Can you feel the universe reaching out to heal your soul, whispering sweet nothings in your ear?
Because when you stand still, the whole world runs to you……