Everything happens so fast! I close my eyes and try to connect with my thoughts and keep calm. If I die in this flight, will I die happy? I kept on asking myself while everyone around seems to lose it. As in a dream, I hear the yelling from the passengers around and I can clearly feel through my skin the fear in the air. We literally jump from our chairs and my thoughts start turning faster and faster, like time is compressing…. and few lessons start emerging.
In the English dictionary, patience is defined as “the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious”. In real life…. patience is that thing that brings things to fruition. But, as with everything in life, there is always a thin line between being stubborn and not patient enough, giving up too soon and continuing on a path that doesn’t feel good. So here comes the big question: how can I strike the balance?
About four years ago, caught at the intersection of two complicated stories, in a gesture of desperation, I escaped my Brussels reality and went to Athens. It proved to be the perfect destination for my first solo travelling experience (it was 2014) and exactly what I needed for my mental state. Since then, life continues to bring me back to this place every once in a while, I am currently in my 5th trip to the Greek capital.