The long road…

roadA while ago I wrote a short story about a guitar player walking down a dirt road toward a crossroads late at night. It was a long, excruciatingly painful walk, because he was about to get the thing he wanted most in the world: the ability to play the instrument like no other human being.

Of, course, he had to pay a price.

I think that agonizingly long walk towards a tangible goal is part of the price he had to pay in order to reach that certain goal.  Continue reading

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Success/failure

Success is built on failure. It is built on disappointment, built by overcoming adversity. It is a marathon, not a sprint. A series of daily habits all working together, not a singular event.

It hard work in the background, not time spent in the spotlight. Continue reading

On Blogging

As of the moment I am writing this post I have  120,531 followers. Almost five years of daily blogging.

If you expect some how-to guide on blogging, some shortcut, some secret, it’s not going to happen. It’s all hard work. It’s all in the energy and time you invest.

Which is why the number one rule when it comes to blogging is passion. As in, write about what you want, as long as it’s something that fascinates you. It can be art, it can be photography, travel, food, make-up, relationships, psychology, quantum physics… it doesn’t matter. Why? Because if you feel strongly about something, sure as hell someone else is going to feel the same way. Continue reading

These dreams…

“Where do they go, these dreams of mine? Do they live? Do they die? Do they fall? Do they fly?”

“Most people will spend their lives doing jobs that they don’t particularly enjoy, and will eventually save up enough money to stop doing those jobs just in time to start dying instead. Don’t be one of those people. There’s a difference between living, and just surviving. Do something that you love, and find someone to love who loves that you love what you do.
It really is that simple.
And that hard.”John Connolly

I believe that most of us crave adventure. We want our lives to make us feel. We crave the bittersweet excitement brought on by uncertainty.

But we also want safety. And comfort. Just enough.

We are torn between “more” and “just enough.”
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Rise and grind

Rise and become who you were meant to be.

Rise and fight for your dreams.

No more excuses. No more blaming what you can’t control. You are where you are because of you. You are not who you want to be because of you. It’s all because of you.

Rise and grind.

Wake up. From the bullshit you keep telling yourself as to why you can do this or can’t be that.

Wake up from the idea that you are what others tell you.

Wake up from the fairytales that tell you you have to wait for good things to happen to you.

Wake up and realize your potential.

Do anything you can to achieve more, become more, do more, give more.

Learn in order to fulfill your destiny.

Wake up from years of social conditioning, from heartbreak, pain, unnecessary stress.

Wake up and do what makes you happy.

Don’t try, do.

Don’t wish, plan.

Don’t think, feel.

Don’t dream, decide.

Wake up and grind.

Don’t take this day for granted.

Wake your ass up and live today as if it’s your last day on Earth.

Why?

Because it may well be so.

Rise and grind.

The little things

thingsWe’ve been told (and we keep on telling ourselves on a regular basis) that life finds a way, that somehow things turn out for the better. That if you want it, you can have it.

Sadly, that’s not true.

Do you know what keeps me up some nights? It’s the fear that somehow I won’t be able to write anymore, that somehow life’s going to take that away from me. And that I won’t be able to find a way, that life just won’t want to present me with a solution. Continue reading

It’s all about progress (continued)

We must view with profound respect the infinite capacity of the human mind to resist the inroads of useful knowledge. – Thomas B. Lounsbury

I spent eight years of my life writing and reading without:

  • Earning money
  • Other people reading it (besides the ocassional muse)

But I kept at it.

First month I started this blog: 500 views.

First month of self-publishing: 1 e-book sold and one paperback. I quit for a while, tried again after I started this blog: first month of self-publishing(second time) I sold 3 e-copies of a short story and earned $1.05 before taxes.

Any sane person would have quit.

I didn’t.

A few months after that, I finally began selling books, earning from advertising.

I thought this was it. The hard work paid off.

I met this girl, we fell in love.

It was paradise.

I was who I was and I didn’t have to do anything else.

Unfortunately, life doesn’t work this way.

Life’s perfect? You have to fight to keep it that way.

In life, stagnation is synonimous with atrophy.

Writing felt like work.

I just didn’t feel like it. Gave up on the habits that helped me all those years.

Whenever you feel absolutely certain about something, life’s gonna hit you in the head with a brick. That’s a universal rule.

If you stop growing, if you stop expanding your consciousness, if you stop setting goals… That’s the beginning of the end.

Be proud, but never satisfied.

I had given up on reading. Not enough time I told myself…

Big mistake, big, big mistake.

When certain problems arised, I couldn’t adapt. I just froze. Felt like lying on the floor. I became a crybaby.

It all felt useless.

I had lost everything. Health problems, money problems, the girl I loved left me…

Why did this had to happen to me?

And you know what? The answer is, why not?

Life happens to all of us. Whether we like it or not.

If we don’t fight for what we want, even after we’ve gained it, life’s going to take it from us.

It’s that simple.

The only way to get more than what you have is to become more. To learn, to grow, to develop certain skills.

Every day, we have two choices: assume responsibility for our lives, for our destiny, and suffer the pain of discipline, or blame everyone else for our lives, feel miserable about ourselves and die a slow and undignifying death…

Never stop learning.

Progress is essential.

It’s what we’re here for.

And there are always areas of our lives we could better develop.

I learned this lesson the hard way…not going to make this mistake ever again.