This past year has been, without a doubt, a year of learning and insight for me.
I haven’t had as many ‘Aha!’ moments, since I was eighteen years old and struggling with a vengeance to read and learn to make up for lack of a college education.
I’ve found that capturing life in all its forms is gratifiying.
I’m finally learning to think :P
And these people and these books and these crafts have given me just a handful of the barrage of insights that I’ve gained this year.
And it’s made me stop longing for the four years from eighteen to twenty two, when I could learn anything I put my mind to.
I’ve realized, i can do that even now.
I might be slower.
But I’m enjoying myself a lot more.
It makes me feel a bit sorry for my late twenties and early thirties self. I feel like I was sleep walking through life
(Not too sorry though. That boy-man has had the roughest decade so far. But I would not have felt so guilt ridden and stressed then)
And in a way, that seems to be my favourite what-if.
What if my younger self automatically had what little knowledge and wisdom I’ve gained by now?
Guess I’ll never know.
And here’s the thing.
I know I learn a little bit more every time I have these moments
But more importantly these Aha!s fill me with joy.
And being the poor endorphin addicted, homo sapien that I am, I think, I’ll spend the rest of my life chasing my Aha! moments, big and small.