We are all slaves to our past. It grounds us and it binds us. Everything we are is a confluence of past occurrences that bubble over into our present circumstances and either builds upon or erodes our past experiences.
If it builds upon our past experiences, it just entrenches us further into who we have become as a result of our past. If it erodes them, it puts a dent in the self that has formed from our past, but also replaces it with more past experiences that shape us in their own way.
How does one split from the past? It is a romantic notion to give up everything:
To go live in a monastery on the top of a mountain in Nepal.
To go live with a tribe in a mud hut in the Savannah.
To permanently move to an entirely new place with new people that is completely and utterly foreign to you.
Or even to move to a place that is familiar to you but the people are not.
The fact remains that most people's past experiences have completely forbidden them from taking this kind of leap. (Incidentally, the very thing that makes the notion quintessentially romantic) They have been programmed to like stability and grounding simply by virtue of the fact that they grew up with it.
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