Here I am, sitting in front of my laptop, watching one of those inspirational videos…
They are all out there, more present then ever thanks to our great tools internet and social media. And then I share it on facebook, because it’s amazing what these people are doing in their lives and I pull my hat and keep thinking: wow!
But hold on a second. Here I sit sharing OTHER people’s stories. THEIR meaning of life, THEIR purpose, THEIR achievements.
I have achievements to share as well, don’t I?
I am living in our very own house for the very first time in my 44 years of life. I guess this is an achievement, even if it is a tiny house on wheels, right?
And there it is, my post: The tiny house sitting on the site. This is the destination of our journey, looking quite cute, right?
The journey itself? Looking back I have to say it was probably the hardest time in my life.
What, really? Yes, because even if I had tough times in my life before – I could always come back to a roof to sneak under, there was secure shelter. This journey was a little different to everything I experienced before. Shelter was endangered, not only for me but also for our whole family including 2 young kids.
We started donating tampons to homeless people feeling “secure” in the house we have rented 2 years ago. We were just about to become homeless ourselves, facing many issues and massive changes in Tauranga, the 2nd most expensive city to live in New Zealand meanwhile.
My daily life changed from “what are we having for dinner” to “where the heck is my washing gone?” Oh, it just got blown away again in front of the container we have been renting until we could finish the tiny house. Packing tampons in the most unusal situations and places, writing emails to our customers or retailers sitting between boxes, while we have been moving another time…
The lesson I have learnt was a hard one. But it’s pretty simple: This is life. Real life. It isn’t secure, never ever. If you feel secure it’s an illusion created from media, a government or a company wanting you buy their stuff. There is no such thing as security or stability, the only constant in life is change.
So be flexible, give a shit on other people’s opinion and start writing your OWN story.
I am sure you have something to say, right? Share it! Don’t just share the next result of your “great” day and your beautiful selfie after taking ages to put a nice make-up on.
Life. That’s what it is. Do it, live it. Act. Stand up for your own values, don’t fight for other people’s values. Gosh, sorry but I start to sound like one of those speakers in these motivational videos, right?
Okay, back to the essence. I just wrote my own story. I’ll keep it with Samuel Beckett I guess:
Ever tried. Ever failed. No Matter.
Try again. Fail again. Fail better.