1. The search for fulfillment in a world of distractions.
Think about that last trip you took. You were so pumped to go, so eager to escape that nagging sense of emptiness. You packed your bags and left behind the life of quiet desperation, hoping the excitement would fill the void. But here's the reality: no matter where you went, there you were.
You danced the night away, you downed those jello shots, you tried to lose yourself in the frenzy. But every face you saw, every place you visited, just magnified the same truth: you can't outrun your mind. The thrill was fleeting, the pleasure ephemeral. The locals? Just different mirrors reflecting back at you the same restlessness.
Then comes the journey home. That plane ride back isn’t just a return to a physical location; it’s a descent back into that same mental state you tried to escape. You land with your wallet lighter, your spirit not quite as high as you'd hoped. The problems you left behind? Waiting for you with open arms and a vengeance.
This outside search for joy is a fool’s errand. True fulfillment doesn't come from the trip or the thrill. The real journey is inward. The longest trip you'll ever take is the one back to yourself, to your true home. It’s where peace resides, not in the fleeting pleasures, but in the eternal truth within you.
And so, you step back into your house. It's mundane, but it's familiar. And in that familiarity lies the opportunity for awakening. What if home is where you find your true self? The journey back isn’t the end; it's the beginning.
#thinkgod
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Please forgive me.
Thank you.
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