There is this tension between the longing for the familiar and the need to go beyond. We do go beyond anyway, we grow, we discover, there is no development possible without being open for the unknown.
It’s like how the ego always tries to fix that what comes forth out of essence, simply being, trying to control the mystery. But we can’t, as soon as you think you have arrived somewhere, something unexpected happens.
I like to travel, the adventure of not knowing what will be around the next corner. And I like to arrive, there where I know where to find the things I need. Where the blankets feel warm and cosy and familiar.
But deep down I know that there is no way to be sure of what comes next, so I practice to be open for the unexpected, for the surprises, the pleasant and the unpleasant ones.
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