“Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.”
― Serbian Proverb
Proud, but never satisfied. One of those phrases that sound so smart. One of those phrases that get thrown around so much that they have become cliche. It is easy to dismiss such a phrase as nonsense.
But the unarguable truth about cliches is that they’re true. So, so true.
Proud, but never satisfied.
Proud? Why? Continue reading
Before I decided to start this blog, before I decided to self-publish my novels on Amazon, I spent three years alone.
Single. Broke. Tired of life. Health issues.
But I wrote.
I found purpose, I found hope in the simple act of making stuff up and writing it down.
That was all.
That saved me from this world, from my pain, from my thoughts and feelings.
I’m not saying that it stopped hurting, but I no longer cared.
It all made sense.
We often get so caught up in all kinds of petty frustrations and fears and events that we forget what’s really important.
We want the easy way out. The shortcut. The ten minute guide to doing this or that. We chase after all sorts of stuff we don’t have, hoping it will bring us closer to ever lasting happiness.
Sadly, there are no shortcuts. It’s just work. Just patience. Perseverance. Discipline. Doing the thing that you love doing until others learn to love it too.
I believe that we focus too much on the results. We do what we do because we expect something to happen. We live in the anticipation of future events.
And thus we forget to enjoy the work. The moment. The day ahead of us when we wake up in the morning.
And I find it so ironic that each and every single time I forget this, life has a strange way of reminding me what’s really important. What truly matters.
“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.”
“Neither love nor terror makes one blind: indifference makes one blind.” – James Baldwin
I believe that this world is only as big as we want it to be. We don’t see the world as it is, but as we are.
And I also believe that a lot of people choose not to see as much as they could. I strenously believe people kind of like being blind to the outside world, to what doesn’t cater to their needs and desires.
What I’m really trying to say is that we’re spending most of our time being self-centred.
We are not the center of the Universe. None of us is.
The Universe, yes, it’s a huge and dark place. It’s indifferent to our needs, wants, dreams, expectations. That’s why we need to take care of each other, to help each other become the very best possible versions of ourselves.
And it’s not about what we might get by being like this, but about who we become in being like this.
The thing that makes you exceptional, if you are at all, is inevitably that which must also make you lonely. – Lorraine Hansberry
Most people loathe solitude. Silence. The empty room. Nothing but their minds for company…
But, to paraphrase John Steinbeck, all great and precious things are built in solitude. They grow out of it. The struggle of having to tame your thoughts, to concentrate on the task at hand, to decide every minute of every day what’s important, what must be done, despite what you feel you should be doing. Continue reading
“if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.”
― Charles Bukowski
Passion. Defined as a strong and barely controllable emotion. Fire. Defined as a destructive burning of something. Sounds pretty bad now, doesn’t it? But, if you think about it for a while, creation is a destructive process. Or is it the other way around?
But I do wonder, did you find your passion? Are you sure? Is it the thing that controls you? Make you want to jump out of the bed in the morning? The thing you can’t live without?
You did not?
How does it feel to live like that? Without passion. Being lukewarm. Wishy-washy. A leaf in the wind. Continue reading
“Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go.”– William Feather
If you found yourself in the middle of nowhere and you were starving, would you look for a food for a couple hours and then give up? If your life depended on doing something, would you do it? No matter how much it hurt, how badly you wanted to rest, how bitter and disillusioned you were.
Well, your life does depend on what you do each and every single day. The quality of your life depends on what you do on a daily basis. What you do today translates into the way you’ll live life tomorrow. Continue reading