How To Become Free

She walked into the airport with tears in her aging eyes. I was leaving.

I picked up the last of my bags. And tossed it over my shoulder.

Patted my pockets.

And did one final check…

Passport. Phone. Wallet.

Check.

I already knew I had everything with me. But I had to numb the emotions, somehow…some way.

I finished patting my pockets and looked back up to meet her eyes.

They were torn with the discomfort of watching her youngest child, leave.

I wasn’t used to it. She wasn’t used to it.

Then I heard a voice on the teleprompter. I don’t remember what the voice said. But it was time to say goodbye.

I suck at saying goodbye. Especially to my mom.

But you got to do what you got to do.

So I cracked a joke, gave my mom a hug, and turned around to walk through the gate.

As I walked, the reality struck me like a head on collision.

Not only was I going to be living away from home for the first time. I was also going to a place where I didn’t know a single soul.

The grin on my face faded. And fear took its place.

I was scared.

In fact, I was flat out frightened.

But one thing for certain, and two things for sure…

I was free.

They say freedom comes from liberation. I say freedom comes from uncertainty and pain.

Before you can be free, you must first say goodbye to the familiar.

Think about it.

If you’re stuck in a hamster wheel and you’re chasing invisible carrots…

It may be because you’re in too deep.

Do something bold. Break the same old cycle. Feel the rush of life. And tremor in your shoes for a little while.

Maybe then you too will become free.

Tej Dosa
11:29 pm
Vancouver, BC