Above ground, there are only small frames of reference for our place in time and space. You have air around you, maybe a few trees for a guide. There may be some buildings that are all scaled to human use and size. It's familiar, it's known. We get comfortable, we slide into routine and get stuck in our own heads. At least I know I do. That is until I find some place not made for human comfort to break me out of my daze.
Leaving roads, sidewalks and buildings behind; I went to this lava tube of dimension and depth. There is no order to the rock formations and caverns of the earth. They are up and down, all around, and all of a sudden you are consumed by how small you are. A gnat in a space meant for giants.
It's in these spaces that I weirdly find comfort. They are a reminder of finiteness. It was here before me and will be here long after. And in between these two points of time, I can experience it. Sometimes when I feel like crawling into a hole and disappearing, I literally do.
It's in these spaces that I reflect on these things; Deep down, our value is not defined by our mistakes but in the ways that we own them. Deep down, our value is not defined by our past but by our willingness to face it. Deep down, our value is not defined by what we can represent in the future but by showing up in the present.
It has been far too long since I've written a post, so thank you for coming on this little cerebral deep dive with me. There were seasons of entirely too many adventures to keep up with, and ones entirely void of the ability to create like I wanted to. But those seasons end and eventually there is the light at the end of the tunnel.
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