Connect the dots. Going home is a feeling

Steve Jobs once said: “You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future.”

I’ve been reflecting for a while whether or not to write this.

In the end I have decided to put my thoughts into words on this ordinary WordPress blog. Maybe some other people might feel the same.

Going home brings a lot of thoughts and feelings, forgotten memories that apparently still live in a little corner of my brain. Going home is always a way to do a scanning of oneself. Remember where you used to be, appreciate the progress and the work you put  throughout these years, appreciate the lessons that you’ve learned during this time of travelling the world, the struggles to become a better you. It is also a chance to admit that you still have a lot to learn until eventually and hopefully you’ll become a “grown up” (not in the sense of age, of course) …

We are all parts of this journey of life and every little thing that we experience is meant to teach us something. I truly believe it!

They do connect now…Every little dot, every experience. Now I know that it was meant to be this way to bring me where I am now.

If only we would listen carefully and trust that it will all be all right…

Going home makes you travel back in time. It makes you grateful for all the things that you’ve learned, for opening up your eyes, for being able to see above all the limitations put by your society, environment, above all things that people told you can’t do and eventually find out who you really are. I am grateful to the man that believed in me against all odds, protected me, loved me and told me “You can be whatever you want to be. The only thing you have to do is work hard, find the courage deep inside your heart and keep on fighting, not listening to the people that tell you can’t. Believe in yourself!”. I’m grateful to that little girl that somehow despite her young age she knew she can be much more than what some people told her she can be.

I miss that good man that sacrificed everything for me to be happy! That man that gave me wings to fly and I flew and became “me”. I miss you dad! I miss you so much! Thank you for believing in me when I did not even know what “believing in myself” was. You inspire me…always!

© Unfold Your Mat 2016

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