Finding Meaning





V.J. asked us to write on destination.  At the moment I don’t feel I am going anywhere or moving in any direction.  Living alone for the first time in my life, these past two years have been emotionally challenging. I question my reason for being here in this moment and the way life presents itself to me.

My solitude is a huge part of my life yet my mind is full of thoughts that wander. I set out to do something and end up doing something else. Then I remember what I had originally started out to do. (V.J. this is familiar)

My final destination is approaching, inescapable at my age. In the meantime I sense that I am at a standstill.  This to me feels like a good thing.  Yet I do have a little voice telling me I should do this or that, you know, be busy like everybody else.

The only thing is, I don’t want to be busy, I am happy being quiet and just being.  Sounds so simple doesn’t it?  Yet here I am, my own kind of destination until my destiny comes to get me to go somewhere else.



core destination

walking within my cloister

will I find meaning


©Hélène Vaillant



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