Mood: I wanna move to another city and start a new life

Guess what? I Did!!!!!

Dear People of my Laive,

Welcome back to our writing channel! I know some of you may have forgotten you subscribed due to my prolonged absence. What began as a short break turned into months of abandoning you, you who love to read what I write. I apologize for the silence. It been months of reflection, and I'm grateful to reconnect with you.

Have you ever experienced total accomplishment without yearning for more? Lately, I've pondered: Who are we, beyond our external facade? Who are we, stripped of societal expectations, wealth, and material possessions? Who are we, genuinely?

When standing naked before your reflection, what do you see? How do we embark on a journey of self-discovery, seeking true satisfaction and peace? Not the fleeting kind fueled by love or wealth, but the profound peace that aligns us with our purpose.

Then I ask, “What is the true purpose of being?” I've grappled with these questions, searching for answers. Maybe the world is just the world, and I'm the one stressing myself by wanting to feel accomplished when I could just simply exist. Who said we must search for the things society has designed for us? Who says we must conform?

I recall the day I took a leap of faith, escaping chaos for the unknown. The weight of the world was crushing me, and the city that once pulsed with excitement now felt suffocating. The noise, the chaos, the constant connectedness – it all became too much. I yearned for a simpler, more peaceful existence. I made the bold decision to leave it all behind and start afresh in a different city. The thrill of the unknown coursed through my veins like adrenaline. I envisioned a life where I could breathe deeply, think clearly, and reconnect with the things that truly mattered.

As I settled into my new surroundings, I discovered the beauty of detachment. The poor network coverage, which initially seemed like a curse, became a blessing in disguise. No more constant ringing, no more nagging notifications, no more distractions. I was finally free to focus on myself. The stillness was almost surreal. I felt like I'd stumbled into a hidden sanctuary, where time stood still and the world's din faded into the background. I began to rediscover the joys of solitude, of quiet mornings spent sipping coffee and watching the sunrise, of afternoons lost in the pages of a good book.

As I explored my new home, I encountered people who were genuinely interested in getting to know me, who were ready to Just sit with me and listen to me speak, Just sit and hold my hands.. We'd meet over coffee or walks, sharing stories and laughter. These new connections were authentic, meaningful, and fulfilling.

I also rediscovered the thrill of learning. Without the constant ping of notifications, I could immerse myself in studies, devouring books and courses that nourished my mind and soul. The sense of accomplishment was exhilarating, as I watched myself grow and evolve.

But the most profound discovery was the deepening of my faith. In silence, I heard God's whisper. My heart swelled with gratitude, and my spirit soared. Gratitude swelled for creation's beauty, bound by love. This new life has challenges, but they're different – they are growth pains, not stress-induced anxiety. I was stretching, expanding, and evolving, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Reflecting, I realized peace is a choice: letting go of the old, embracing the unknown, and trusting His goodness. It's a gift in silence, waiting to be unwrapped.

If chaos overwhelms you, take a leap of faith. Relocate or carve out space. Disconnect from noise; reconnect with yourself. You never know what serenity awaits.

"In the quiet, my spirit was found. In stillness, I heard God's voice. In peace, I discovered my true identity."

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Thank you for staying and for reading

Love,

Fayvourebirth