There’s something about a crowd of people roaring with celebration that gives me goosebumps and has me shed a tear. I don’t know if this is normal for people, but I find myself very in-tune with the energy of my environment.
If people are angry I can feel it. REALLY feel it. If people are happy, I can feel it. REALLY feel it. At times it gets to the point where it’s too much for me to be with and I must leave. I sincerely believe all of us can relate to this to varying degrees.
For me, seeing a large crowd of people joining together for a cause, and winning, gives me deep fulfillment. Even writing about it makes me want to cry. I feel it has to do with the release of tension of wanting something so badly, and to hear the sense of overcome required to get there.
That with every giant win are tons of small losses and defeats. Of suffering and hurt. Of overwhelming circumstance and challenge. And the success felt at the end of the road is a reward long-desired, and well deserved. A war won. A victory earned. Not through entitlement, but through trekking a long, chosen journey.
Like a person lost in a maze, who finally sees light at the end of the tunnel.
Like a person surviving on an island whos rescue ship is now in sight at the edge of the ocean line.
Like a baseball team whose long season is 1 strike away from a championship victory.
It’s a feeling of completion. A completion that could only really be felt once completed. A goal achieved. A dream realized. A desire fulfilled.
And I guess, that’s really what I live for. Not necessarily the achievement of things. But the feeling of completed journeys. Difficult ones. Challenging ones. Ones that stress the mind, body, and soul. Only for the purpose of growth and understanding.
Not for the acceptance of others. Or the approval of others. But instead for the feeling of choosing to go somewhere and getting there.
Whether it be a physical destination (which…I guess all goals really are), or a spiritual one.
My itch is taking on challenging journeys.
The scratch is completing them.
Hm. I love it.
