Off we go into the great unknown once again… that’s always been mankind’s path, forging ahead into uncharted territories, whether it’s technology, space, the human mind, we’re always forging ahead. Well at least a good percentage of the population is forging ahead notably, but what about the rest of us unknown greats?
We all forge ahead in one way or another in our own little universes, regardless of whether or not you’re a clock puncher working nine to five or you’re an aspiring artist with great aspirations to rule a small square of space at the local market, we are all moving forward in some way… boldly going where no one has gone before. Just like Captain Kirk and the crew of the Enterprise… out there some where is something for us to find in that great unknown… regardless of who you are or what you do.
In the case of the everyman (and woman) waking up and going to work and facing a new challenge (or overcoming an old one) is an accomplishment of it’s own ( just in case you thought otherwise), you don’t have to be building the next space craft to Mars. There is a new unknown for everyone out there in one form or another… take for instance Mony and me.
She is coming back to America to be with me… leaving the home she’s known for almost half her life to create an new old home, into a great unknown despite having spent the first half of her life here. It’s an unknown like all others… it’s an unknown for her, for me, for the kids… the future is unknown. No matter how much we talk, plan, discuss, reassure, ask, wonder, and talk some more… it’s all unknown. But because we are human… we take one of two paths…
We venture into the unknown and act and react accordingly so that the unknown is no longer…. wait for it……
or as humans we stay as far away from the unknown as we can because we fear what might be around the bend.
There isn’t a middle ground, even if all the steps you take are just baby steps to venture forward, and it doesn’t matter what is around the corner. You don’t have to make a bold move from one country to the next, or suddenly go from single to coupled… you can simply decide to take that first step towards learning a new hobby, trying your hand at music, reading a book you thought might be way above your head… or just not have that extra bagel in the morning… it doesn’t matter as long as you take a step forward.
And when you face the unknown you might find some hardships that give you reason to turn tail and run… but that’s just fear kicking in. How will you experience the joy of reaching a goal if you live in fear of what might lie around the bend… a wise woman once told me “FEAR IS THE KILLER OF JOY”… which she heard somewhere and then passed on to me.
I’ve never really known fear because I understand the mechanics of it, and once you’ve figured out what you have to lose or not lose by stepping into the unknown, well… you beat fear. So on this journey, this next chapter of my life, the one I am about to embark on with Mony, I refuse to fear the unknown. I’m not about to worry about what might happen to my manhood if I let a woman pick out the curtains, I’m not going to wonder if we’ll make it through an argument…
If we sat there and talked about the what ifs, the whys, the possibilities and the multitudes of ways something could or could not happen, and we talked and wondered and waited until we had what we thought might be the answers to the what ifs, well we’d be doing a lot more talking and a lot less acting… we talked and we talked and we planned and eventually acted and the human race landed on the moon. Mony and me talked and we talked and now we’re acting and Mony is about to come home and we’re about to face the unknown together. How many people postpone and wait and postpone and talk and never find their joy?
I could make up hundreds of reasons as to why we should wait to move in together, I can find lots of what ifs that could keep her and I just talking about it, but then when would I find that absolute joy of waking to her every morning? When would I find that absolute happiness of making up face to face after an argument? When would I find that support touching my hand when I really need it most? When would I pull what’s left of my hair out because she put fluffy foo foo crap on my easel? I wouldn’t find any of that joy if we were still talking about it… or worse yet, talking ourselves into excuses.
Fear. The unknown… Fear of the unknown… Fear of loss, what do I have to lose, what do I have to gain… is it worth losing to gain… what’s around the bend that could be worse than some of the things I’ve already encountered? Fear… the Killer of Joy.
Don’t wait, don’t make excuses, go for it.. find joy, find happiness regardless of what it is you are taking a leap into.. find that joy, don’t let fear kill it.
Thanks for reading.