Self Heed to Succeed

I write, because people are incognizant of what it is to converse with each other nowadays; sure sure we talk with each other, vomiting worthless words in midst of storms of attention and validation deprivation, but have we ever learned to converse with each other? Like truly going about a conversation, live in the conversation, questioning and dwell about what’s said, not what’s heard. I write on a screen because we conditionally ask “ The Whys” anymore, we only take “The Whos, The Whats and The Hows” and bottling all these Whys are filling up spaces that could be filled by others’ Whys, but our incapacity to ask, will always have us incapacitated to receive. I write things down, because their weight is too heavy for me to detain in my mind, as I’m cultivating a free land for contentment, understanding and present calmness; it holds no prison nor hostage, no room for remorse nor room for regret. I write, because its climax is closure. Once something is black on white, it’s harder to v...

 The freedom we ought to learn from Mother Nature I really don’t understand humans' need to conquer and win.  Isn’t life our biggest win already? Why can’t we be grateful for what we have, without needing to prove to anyone, ourselves included? Where does this constant need for validation and reassurance, we are doing “good”, come from? Do we learn and inherit it from our ancestors and their need to prove themselves for whatever reasons? Is it nature?  Why can’t we be as still as a tree? Beautifully going through life, growing and growing unbothered, wild and bold, always learning and finding new ways to cope with its circumstances, adapting to life. Isn’t that enough? What’s with the need for badges of honour? Why do we feel the need to prove we’ve had a full Life and not just live it, anyhow that is? Is it that there’s so many of us, so many different experiences and people achieving amazing things, that if we don’t it’s as if our lives were completely wasted? Isn’t the...

Doubts on the journey to self-discovery What do I want for myself with others?  There’s no easy answer to this, is there? On one hand I don’t want to be the reason why someone is held back by fueling their fears, worries and insecurities..whatever, but on the other hand I don’t want to be so hard on those that deserve compassion. But how can I be compassionate to someone, still be of help in their self discovery, but be aware of where mine is and what it allows in?... I mean I can’t help but feel like if I give compassion and love to them for what they are now, with hurdles and all, that I might be one of the reasons to delay their awakening from whatever is holding them back; on the flip side there’s me being there with them and help them see more to themselves, swallowing my being for the sake of saving theirs.  So what if someone isn’t ready to own the version of themselves they might hope to be, but fail to accomplish by keeping the same actions? Should I just cut them off...

I’m sorry for not having the guts to come to you with this earlier There’s so many things I would like to tell you, ask you about… so many conversations we have never had, but need to have, withstanding the ticking of time. We’ve been playing a game of avoidance for decades now, gulping every feeling of weakness, fear or true sentiment, hoping we could read each other's minds.  Now that rush of time, is making itself be heard a little bit louder, ticking under the weight of draughts and lockdowns, the fear of misusing the present we own is beyond any feeling of shame, fragility or fear. I can feel it moving under my feet and as much as I’m grateful for the one I have and have had, it’s closely bringing me to a realisation that the end of a chapter is getting closer and closer every day.  So many questions rumbling through my head, laying them all out will have them mistaken for a SAT test.