“Maybe freedom really is nothing left to lose. You had it once in childhood, when it was okay to climb a tree, to paint a crazy picture and wipe out on your bike, to get hurt. The spirit of risk gradually takes its leave. It follows the wild cries of joy and pain down the wind, through the hedgerow, growing ever fainter. What was that sound? A dog barking in the far off? That was like our life calling out to us, the one that was vigorous and undefended and curious.”
I woke up this morning having dreamt of being far from where I right now am, far from the permutations and combinations of life and from being amidst the chaos. Overlooking the real joys of life, overlooking peace, young and so full of running, but where to really? Where will this take us? Some place where we’re again on the move at. You think there is an end to it? No. Unless we work towards a peaceful life and make happiness our priority. And do you know what could really give us peace? Being free, feeling free, doing things we have always wanted to do, or just a careless moment outdoors.
Let’s just come to believe that we are all wild inside, we just don’t tap on it till a point in life and sometimes never. Happiness isn’t a person or a place, it is but fleeting, in moments spread out over our life-spans. For me, it will always thoroughly be my childhood years. I’d always be the last kid in the locality to get back home, mostly always after it’s dark and my mum has at least called out for me thrice. I loved being outdoors. I shouldn’t be talking in first person, may be. All of us loved being outdoors, didn’t we? We could be out cycling or just taking a walking with our friends hand in hand. We could be sitting near a little pit filled with near that local tree near our house, trying to make that weird looking paper plane right in it, or a paper boat, while our friends went about bird-watching, chasing a butterfly or just sitting by that lake? Sounds dreamy, doesn’t it? Our lives WERE dreamy. OK, mine definitely was.
Growing up was too much fun for us. Let’s just face it, how often do we do these things now? Do we do these at all? We apparently have also for our very own selfish reasons have stopped our children from indulging in nature as well. We think a tad bit practically now. We want to be careful all the time. We want to know exactly where we’re headed all the time. We are the generation that would rather plan than just head out exploring. Says a lot, doesn’t it? Let’s just face it. The outdoors to a lot of us now is what you must pass through in order to get from your apartment to your taxi cab. How many minutes do you spend outdoors without anything doing out there, or just gazing at the sky? We don’t realize how lucky we are to be blessed with a sunrise and a sunset every day.
“Outside lies utterly ordinary space open to any casual explorer willing to find the extraordinary. Outside lies unprogrammed awareness that at times becomes directed serendipity. Outside lies magic.”
John R. Stilgoe
Of course, there are more than one ways to look at the current day situation. It isn’t as easy for all genders today to go about for a walk at night. Women will think it over ‘n’ number of times in their head before stepping out alone after 6. The youth is way too loaded with work to even be able to want to step out once home from work. How often do you come across parents who are now willing to send their kids to play out in the mud or take them camping over the weekend? You don’t, very honestly. It becomes about the mud being “dirty”, the environment being “harmful” and the clothes getting “dusty”, rather than about the air being fresh, the mind being at peace, the bare feet being energized and the soul, of course, feeling a tad bit rejuvenated. As cliché as it could get, it is easier to be at peace with yourself, in your own element when outdoor.
Now, obviously, the most of us may think that we can’t like being outside so much. Per se, until I was 16, I never knew I liked lochs and views, but I later came to peace with them because crowd, people, noise, pollution that was all in abundance. I needed to detox. It is alright if you can’t handle living in a cottage by the side of trees or amidst a jungle. But we have to find that mid point where we still are friends with the nature because trust me, if our souls could speak, they’d be screaming. An unbiased observation of the nature, just being without any roof, a good roast in the sun; it is most of all suited best for the cultivation of a healthy mind and a happier soul. And the best thing about it will remain the fact that all of it is free for the taking, for the taking it all in.