V'la l'bon vent!
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent,
V'la l'bon vent!
-Canadian folk song
You know that feeling you get when you've been in a "groundhog day" routine for a while, and you start dreaming up your escape route to some exotic lands where you can wrap yourself in a cloak of infinite freedom? Well I used to actually do that quite frequently. Not always the exotic lands bit, but I would literally quit my job, pack up my gear, and move on to another landscape. I would allow myself to get carried away with the next adventure in the same way that Vianne Rocher's gypsy heart is constantly called to movement with the north wind. The book and film, 'Chocolat', portray the heroine's restlessness as such a romantic notion: to be swept away and seduced by the magic of the unknown, carrying nothing but her mother's tarot deck, a box of trinkets and ancient mayan chocolate recipes...
But the flip side of all this is that it was also pretty chaotic at times. There is a price to pay for continuously uprooting, and there is a part of me that deeply desires a nest in which to build my fire and grow my dreams. And so earlier this year I made some "adult" decisions: to find a stable home and income, a career that could grow to be an expression of what I love, and a relationship with myself and others that didn't include the emotional rollercoasters I'd become accustomed to. While I have come to value the notion of having the patience to stand still for long enough to really build something, I do, however, still get restless. It's not always possible to simply "follow our heart", because we are complex beings with diverse and sometimes conflicting desires. People have families to look after or career goals they wish to fulfil whilst also wishing for whimsy, travel and play. As writer Tim Parish so eloquently poses the question, "how do we plant roots and stretch wings at the same time?"