Walking Blindfolded in the Dark

Have you ever walked blindfolded? There's the kind you do when playing blind man's buff. When every person calling out to you is only causing you confusion? Which direction shall I walk in? Somebody seems to be there straight ahead, no no to the left, hey who's that to the right? And that wonderful confusion. It gives rise to so much thinking, so much churning. So much like life itself, where there are hundreds of well wishers pulling you in that many directions.
Then there is my favourite kind - I walk blindfolded in the dark. I listen to the wind rustling and feel every temperature change. The grass and trees speak to me as if I am one of their own.
There are people talking all around me telling me what to do. It's no longer disturbing, no longer confusing, it's just the background score.There is this utter sense of calm that tells me I am walking the right path. There's a faith in myself and my actions. The path that I have chosen is one of my making, I believe enough in myself to live with the consequences. I know that I can, as well as I know, that whatever I do I'll give it my best. It might not always work out and it might not always be picture perfect. Atleast I gave it my best. I'll take a risk, put my faith in it. It might be a direction I know nothing about... I'm willing to learn!
I'm listening to the music that comes from within my heart!

Dratted success!

I'd like to take flight right now! Right away! i am trapped by my own success... I'm doing well, getting the responsibilities, the success and the accolades that go with it. Sounds good doesn't it?
You get the most interesting projects, you get the challenging work that you always looked for. There is no scope for boredom because - well hello... all the projects you get,are right up your street.The money is good!

At, the back of your little pea sized brain, a little drummer starts it's litany... it's too much... there's more to life than work. what of art? what of wildlife? Didn't I want a job to ease my path to these? To be able to follow my crazy little dreams, that are meant just for me?
It's time for change, I need more in my life than work. I love my work, but I still need more!
But, I am trapped by my own needs. The need for success, the need for challenge, the need for exciting new opportunities. And the mother of all needs - money!
I have got used to the luxuries that money provides, the flexibility it gives you to do your own thing. The independence it gives you to make decisions. The money I earn barely suffices the house keeping, clothes, bills and to find money in that for dreams? How do i do it? How do i make it all work for me?
Ten million times, I think i'll chuck it all up! Head for the woods, fly with winds like a free bird. To take off and go back to my simpler lifestyle, down size my needs. I don't know if I have the courage now. I am stuck in a path of my own making.
I clipped my own wings!