Aruba) Column Life is not a map

I wish human life always consisted of a series of roundabouts and not the combination of sometimes life-threatening crossroads on which choices have to be made. At such a crossroads, I always feel like Alice in Wonderland when she doubtfully asks the strange Cheshire Cat for directions: ‘Would you tell me, please, which way I should go from here?’That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.’‘I do not much care where.’‘Then it does not matter much where you go, does it?

’Many people live according to the designations of the Cheshire Cat. But what if you really want to get somewhere, what if you already have found your destiny? Once I travelled with a colleague. We drove from village to village to find our destination. In those days we didn’t have a navigation system to support us. So my colleague read the map. I followed his instructions blindly, and had no idea where to go. At one point, we arrived at a crossroads. My colleague silenced. ‘Which direction should I go?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know.’ ‘You read the map. Just tell me.’‘I don’t know.’‘Point me the way’, I shouted, a bit annoyed. ‘Okay, turn right.’A quarter of an hour later we got stuck in a dead-end ‘mud pool’. 

Why did I rely on the map instead of trusting my knowledge about the angle of the sun and my inner compass? I asked myself.We like to map everything and structure our life from the cradle to the grave. Alice had nothing planned, but embarked on a miraculous adventure, and finally found
her track because she listened to her heart.What if we would try to discover our Alice within without caring about maps, structures and prejudices and just follow our heart, our intuition?Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz was a little bit like Alice. At a certain moment, she did not know where to go and was prone to give up. Until she listened to her heart and followed her own Yellow Brick Road. That’s when she found her way and herself without a map!

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