You never really get to see the world until you’re in an airport. That’s not completely true of course, but it has truth in it. The airport is a place where people go in order to go, it brings forth purpose in everyone’s footsteps and purpose brings out truth. They are not staying but going, and thus you find people from everywhere in different moods, the moods that make you think on the world, and how we are as people. But there is a universal mood that comes upon everyone, and that mood is tiredness.
So as my mother was falling into that universal mood, I walked away from where we were sitting on the second floor of the airport and walked a little.
I felt pressure, like to impress, pressure. I felt like there was someone I needed to impress, or rather I felt eyes on me. It was highly uncomfortable I must mention, so I walked and stopped by an edge with glass panels blocking me from falling down to the first floor and watched people down below at a restaurant. I am sure they too had pressure, in their own form and their own way they too had pressure.
Maybe to make sure their family stays together. Maybe to make sure the plan for the holiday and/or new year works out to the very end. Or possibly just the pressure of living, and not knowing, truly knowing what another wants; intuition is wonderful, but isn't surety. It could be all kinds of pressure. And here we all were faking it, acting like we all got it together, when if we knew each other’s thoughts, we’d all be driven insane. Driven insane because of how much we were hiding from each other, and how much we yet need to know.
I went to the other side of the upper floor we were on, and looked down. People were moving, fast, going somewhere. It made me feel quite small in seeing that, but not small like ‘there are so many people in this word!‘ But small like,’ there is so much we don’t know or understand in this world.’ And that made me sad, it made me sad because there is so much I want to know and understand in this world. So much I’d like revealed to me. So much I’d like to comprehend, not just for the sake of understanding--although that in itself is rewarding--but also for the sake of doing something, although I am not quite sure what.
I just hope that we will all want to know, so that not everything will be hidden from us. Because I also realized through being in an airport, that the more you want to know the more you will find out. The more you want to discover, it will be brought to light. But you must find the will to know, and then you decide how to use what you know to bring even more purpose to your steps.
(last edited 07/08/2013)