Action

At times, I refrain from doing anything, in the hope that its the best course of action, even though I know that it never is. 99% of the time, its probably better to do something, rather than nothing. Its my procrastinative self at work, I believe. Over the weekend, I kept thinking about Nelson, and going to Nelson. In my normal way, I was like, Oh yeah, thats a good idea, Nelson, its a nice place, maybe I can go there sometime next year. But there was this feeling, sort of like an insistent nudging that I should do it sooner rather than later. I have no idea why.

But 3 days later, here I am in Nelson, smack dab in the middle of NZ. I have no idea why I'm here. But yesterday I managed to book my flights, accomodation, even a hang gliding trip for thursday in Motueka and transport there and back. Simply the fact of taking action and doing something has made me feel a whole lot better, like i'm doing something worthwhile, even though I have no idea for what purpose.

Maybe there is no purpose. Maybe its just a test. It felt like a prompting, but maybe it wasn't a spiritual prompting, but a sub-conscious self prompting me to get out of my comfort zone and move. Movement is vitality is momentum is life. Stagnation and (opposite of movement) is death.

I had a friend in high school, his motto was Live with no regrets. I always admired him for his energy and constant action, and even though I appreciated his example, I could never bring myself to do the same thing. I considered myself more of an observer in life. But I think it would be alot more fun to be a participant, rather than sitting on the sidelines. Maybe this trip south is the first step.