Power shifts with the wind

Holy shit. The past few weeks have been an absolute whirlwind. Emotions have jumped to crazy highs and drifted to lonely lows. From unbelievable excitement to be chasing dreams and challenging myself to reach new heights, it’s been an ultra turbulent ride… the type I’ve oddly always enjoyed. Many days served as reminders that even with all the comforts we are accustomed to in the modern world, chasing your dreams and realizing your potential shouldn’t always be comfortable, in fact, it’s better if it isn’t. 

There has been a weird paradox I’ve noticed since making the decision to head West. Friends and family are happy to celebrate new beginnings, but in some relationships you can feel your sense of power has vaporized. Our value as people often lies more in our potential, than in the reality of the present. What can this person do for me tomorrow? A week from now? A month from now? 5 years from now? Although moving onto exciting new things, moving 3000 Miles away can quickly make that bargaining power appear non-existent in social interactions. But, that’s why I find it to be a paradox in conjunction with the nature of taking a leap and going after things. It’s a delicate balance of maintaining power in the short-term at risk of becoming stagnant long-term vs. letting that power slip in the short-term to capture the elusive massive power of the future. We each have to chew on these ourselves and find the answers within. What worked for one person could result in implosion for another. Read that manual carefully prior to assembly, but not too carefully.