“Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.” – William Shakespeare
Everybody wants to rule the world. If they’re honest with themselves, they’ll admit it. If they are brutally honest with themselves, they’ll also admit that it is a lack of confidence in their own abilities that has so far stood in their way. Continue reading
Nothing good falls into your hands, it’s why every day is so important
Think of every hour as a piece of paper, right, by itself very little weight, very little significance but committing to the grind every day causes each piece to stack up
And before you know it, you’ve transformed yourself and your ability and that’s what people don’t see, that stack being built piece by piece
What they see is the finish line as it’s crossed one by one, they see 30 seconds, they didn’t see ten thousand hours
But you did, it’s why you hold your head high
It’s why you can smile to yourself when people talk about you, quote on quote, being born with talent
It’s why you’re looking at them from the podium.
First of all, watch this video. Watch it a couple times, watch it as if it were more than just some words and some music. Watch it as if it’s more than something meant to pump you up for a bit. Listen to these words until they make you feel uncomfortable, until they make you see the pathetic attempts from your past, the weaknesses, the doubt, the procrastination. Wait until you feel so uncomfortable that you want to reduce everything to just pretty but empty words.
Your brain telling you that it’s okay to be average.
It’s okay to dream and wake up heartbroken each day.
To die with a ton of regrets.
To aimlessly wander through life.
But is it, though?
“Putting things off is the biggest waste of life: it snatches away each day as it comes, and denies us the present by promising the future. The greatest obstacle to living is expectancy, which hangs upon tomorrow and loses today. You are arranging what lies in Fortune’s control, and abandoning what lies in yours. What are you looking at? To what goal are you straining? The whole future lies in uncertainty: live immediately.” – Seneca
Somehow I believe that it’s human nature to dream, to imagine a better life. It’s how we evolve and develop. But dreaming is one thing, striving to achieve that dream another.
But it’s difficult, right?
To find the energy, the time, the motivation to pursue your dreams? Continue reading
“We don’t know who we are until we see what we can do.” – Martha Grimes
Who are you? What defines you as a person? What qualities do you possess? But what about flaws? What do you want most in life? What are you afraid of the most?
If only it were so simple to answer those questions. A person is the sum total of all his experiences until the present moment. Experiences and reactions to those experiences. Not only the story, but the change that accompanied said story.
What I’m really trying to say is that we change. We become more and more what the world wants us to be, or we become more and more who we want to be. Either way, we change.
But I strenuously believe that we must set our own course, that we must aspire to be the kind of person we’d love to meet, even though it’s no easy task.
“Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.” — Oprah Winfrey
We all want something. We all lost something. We all love something. Some let themselves be guided by their passions, while others take to the rational way of acting… some choose to hug an illusion, others a dream, and on their loneliest nights they feel empty and weak and scared, while others choose to act… they want to create, to build, to enhance, to evolve, to wage war against the entire world if need be. Continue reading
I’m a writer. I spent over fourteen years telling myself this. Reading at least a book a week since I was fourteen, spending hours daily punching those damn keys, hoping to be rewarded by the muse with something that someone else can call beautiful.
And, yes, from time to time I did doubt it. I still do.
We have wings glued to our backs, yet sometimes we forget that we can fly. We opt to crawl through life instead.
But the truth is that we’re all writers. In one way or another. We wouldn’t exist otherwise. You see, we have language, so we can speak. We can speak, so we can tell a story. We can tell a story, so we can write.
It’s really that simple.
People have wanted stories since they were painting them inside their caves. This desire is what’s kept The Illiad and The Odyssey alive for so long. And it isn’t just belief in God that keeps the Bible breathing.
It’s the stories.
If we didn’t need stories, the world would be perfect. Or empty.
To paraphrase Balzac, solitude is fine but you need someone to tell that solitude is fine. Life is only as beautiful as the stories that define it.
You’re alive, you have a story to tell. A story to write.
So yeah… you’re alive, so you’re a writer.
“Have I gone mad?”
“I’m afraid so. You’re entirely bonkers. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.”
Even though most of the times you don’t feel like your’re mad, you feel different. It happens to all of us. Sometimes we feel like there’s an invisible wall between us and the rest of the world. We feel alone, we feel different, we feel as though we’re not good enough. And it’s difficult to accept this. Most of the times, people simply try to find comfort: in their art, in another person, in aimlessly wandering through life. Continue reading