Not all who wander are lost
Are you a self-proclaimed wanderer? If so, in what ways? We’ve all wandered in our professional or personal lives. In many regards, when you wander, you find something. Is this always the case? No. But by merely completing the act, you put yourself in the best position to find what it is you seek. Then again, maybe you’re not looking for anything at all.
By definition, the word wanderlust means a strong desire to travel. In that same vein, the word wanderer means someone who travels aimlessly. These are surface-level definitions because although I think of traveling when I hear the word wanderlust, like most words, it’s so much more than it seems. More than traveling, I think of someone on a search to find themselves.
It’s through the process of wandering I believe we indeed find ourselves. If you never wander, how can you possibly say you’ve ever sought out every way to determine the kind of person you are and want to be? The short answer is you can’t.
Sure, there are multiple ways you can find yourself. I am not saying you should wander around a park aimlessly, and you’ll magically find yourself. But it’s okay to stray away from the constructed path set before you and possibly get lost. It’s part of the process. When you wander in the truest sense, you allow yourself to become more in tune with your destiny. When you become more in tune, you can manifest your destiny and what you genuinely seek.
If, at some point in the process of wandering, you lose yourself, it’s okay. Of course, you don’t ever want to lose sight of who you are as a person or change your morals, ethics, and values. Yet, partially losing yourself in the process of finding yourself, is normal. In this way,
“We sort of lose ourselves to find ourselves.”
As weird as that sounds. It’s where the saying, not all who wander are lost, comes in. Just because you wander around, doesn’t mean you’re lost, and really, it can mean the exact opposite. By wandering, you’re more likely to find your path and, ultimately, yourself.
You see, there’s a notion that if you’re continually wandering around, you’re lost. Since if this behavior is consistent, there’s no way you could know where you’re going. The truth is, do any of us know exactly where we are going at any given point in time?
We may have everything set up in our lives. From the time we get up, until the time we go to sleep, we plan every waking moment out. Well, guess what?
Plans are just that, plans. They alter every single day. You know those plans you had for next weekend with an old friend? They just fell through because they couldn’t find someone to watch their pets in time to come to visit you. You know the hourly raise you asked for at your semi-annual evaluation? It’s irrelevant now because you just got offered a job at nearly twice your current salary.
Point being, things change. The nature of planning can be a beautiful thing, but the complexity of life and its variables show us we can plan all we want, and some issues will still go unaccounted.
I’ve wandered all over the place, trying to find who I am. Whether through different jobs I’ve taken or the number of times I’ve switched college majors, which is three, by the way. Yet somehow, if I’ve come to know one thing throughout wandering, it’s that change is inevitable.
It’s mainly through these changes and life decisions that I’ve been able to seek out who I am and come to know myself. Finding yourself is a process. I am still finding myself every day. I believe we are on a continuous quest to find ourselves in this life. But this is the most comfortable I’ve been with myself, my purpose, and the path I’ve forged thus far. I am a wanderer.