the beauty of impermanence
cherishing what is, without knowing how long it will be
gato en vieques • andee walker
I’ve always been a loner.
Open to external connection as long as it’s meaningful and safe, but otherwise content within my own company.
I spend a lot of time with myself. I spend most of my time with myself.
So the idea of traveling solo full-time yielded zero concerns. I’d be doing what I already do, so when moments of loneliness still occasionally find me, it’ll just be immersed in different environments between introductions to new things.
It was also understood and accepted that this path may not be conducive to creating the types of relationships that I do value. Those that seem to thrive more over time. Because the duration of my presence in any given location would be uncertain. The default is just passing through, and exceptions aren’t guaranteed.
So, the presumption that our time is finite may not be attractive, and the effort that tends to be required to nurture relationships may not have the space to blossom. I’ve experienced the other side myself - how the fragility of new connections tend to make them dwindle when proximity isn’t feasible. Yet, I remained open to the possibilities while also not blind to the probabilities.
And I had not anticipated what would be revealed.
How the lack of expectations and certainty reserved space for a special type of depth. We only knew to have the here and now, so we held each other in it and delved without fear.
Just in case more time isn’t allotted, show me all of who you are. Follow me into my world as far as I can take you. And in that mutual desire, within our shared dreams of the present, we wake up in the future still beside each other.
Moments extending, becoming together what the future holds.
mojitos en san juan • andee walker
Uncertainty can create connections that don’t hold back. Soulful relationships that don’t rely on time, but rather the trust and safety naturally cultivated within them.
Some of the most genuine relationships are given the space to form when nothing is forced to last.
I wasn’t sure who or what I would find, or who or what would find me. And in showing up fully, ready to accept whatever the journey has in store, I’ve been met with more than I could ever imagine.
The absence of guarantees doesn’t equal an absence of meaning. If anything, it invites us to give more to what finds us here. And in doing so, what we once presumed to be temporary can actually become everlasting.
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