I was born with adventure in my heart. You were born with adventure in your heart. Everyone was born to be an adventurer through life.
As children, we fought dragons, rescued princes or princesses, trampled across battle grounds, forged paths through the wilderness. As children, life was an unfolding adventure filled with awe and wonder, new experiences, new discoveries. Life was rich.
And then we grow up.
As teenagers, adventures stopped being longer cool. Fitting in, not standing out was the name of the game.
And then, as adults, adventures became cool again. Cool, but impossible. Spreadsheets, diet plans, pills to help with sleep, pills to help with waking up. Life’s mysteries no longer cherished, but problems to be unravelled, fixed, solved – got rid of.
What pleasure, sir, find we in life, to lock it
From action and adventure?
Shakespeare (Cymbeline Act IV sc IV)
And yet, adventure was never meant to be the realm only of children. Adventure was meant to be the realm of everyone.
Life was meant to be an adventure: an ever unfolding story of risk and reward, joy and despair, laughter and tears, ups and downs, twists and turns. Not a problem to be fixed, or a situation to be managed.
The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.
But those days are past. You’ve gone too far down this road of conformity. There is no turning back, no steering onto a new path. Now, your only hope is to watch others pursue their dreams, step into their adventures, and hope that in there, somewhere, anywhere, you will find some kind of solace, maybe even a crumb of joy.
Only, those days are not past. And the only person who stands between you and your adventure – you and the life you were meant to live – is you.
It is never too late to be who you might have been.
So breathe deeply, step off the treadmill, dare to dream, and cast aside all that has constrained you and retained you, and set sail on your adventure towards the life you were designed to live. Because, as Mark Twain says…