word musings

Somewhere in the faze of watching Bad Teacher for the second time last night at my friend's place, at 2am over veggie pizza (yep, one of those nights), I got to thinking about one of my all time favorite books, Eat Pray Love. Justin Timberlake's character asks his coworker what her favorite part of the book was: eat, pray, or love. I am not sure of my own favorite adventure section in the book: Bali, Italy, or India, but I do know that I marked up that text like crazy and want to share some of my favorite words from the book:

 You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within your life, no matter how slight. 

 When the past has passed from you at last, let go. Then climb down and begin the rest of your life. With great joy.

 You are, after all, what you think. Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions. 

To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.

What are some of your favorite Eat Pray Love quotes?

Change-aholic?

Am I a change-aholic?

It's something I've been battling with lately.

It's no surprise that I enjoy adventures, am impulsive, and tend to move on quickly from things when I make decisions. When I am no longer fulfilled I grab my shoes and hit the road for greener pastures. I dive right into a new routine, new journey with such vigor that I've been accused of "falling hard" a number of times.

I'm afraid I crave that feeling. The feeling of something new. Of a new beginning, a new chapter. It's why I finally realized that being in the education system, with the possibility of a new chapter, each year is so exciting to me. Never a dull moment when a fresh crop of students arrive every August with a new set of problems to solve. Each summer I'll refresh and each August I'll be charged up to face the year anew.

I hate redundancy. I get bored easily.

Perhaps it's why I became a vegetarian, excuse me, flexitarian. Because really, I eat scallops. And halibut sometimes. But, maybe it's because I wanted the adventure of identifying with something new.

Ah, a key word- identity. I'm going to pause on that one and come back to it at a later time.

Anyways, I'm worried about my reason for needing change all the time. Is it a problem or is it endearing? Am I adventurous or restless? If I find stability in one area of my life why do I need to rustle up another area?

Perhaps I just have the insatiable desire to never settle. If so, is that a bad thing? Maybe, maybe not. Maybe so if it means I'll never fully be happy... or do I just need the right elements in my life to appease my appetite?