People can change. They can transform. I have no doubt in their abilities. Their willingness is what scares me.
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People can change. They can transform. I have no doubt in their abilities. Their willingness is what scares me.
Sometimes all it takes is to just trust in the process—to live without thinking of next steps. Maybe even enjoy what is tedious, and then see how it will unfold.
What if where you are is exactly where you need to be? And what you do is exactly what you are supposed to do? And the mistakes you make are what you need to experience? And the weaknesses you have got are what you need to see? And the steps you should take are to fix what's not working? And the decision to run is not on the table?
Will you do it once, twice or many, many times?
There are things that can done once and twice. There are other things that seem as if they can be done at any time. Some others appear as if they can only be done once, not twice. Whether they would be done at all, once or twice or many, many times, depends on whether we think it is worth it. Then, have the guts to do it.
And, more often than not, we let it slip, then wonder what if. We learned the lesson. The next time we are presented with a similar situation, we try to compile all the strength we have and “just do it.” But then again, it’s not always rosy out there and you sit or stand and think, “will it get better or did I got better?”
It’s easy to lose yourself in the convenience of what you know. You will smoothly go through the process. It doesn’t necessarily mean you are in your flow though. The flow requires a bigger challenge—one that intrigues your brain to go one-step, then another. In time, you will see you have walked miles, which will happen only if you tip your toes out of the comfort zone.
The noises that penetrate my mind. Opinions of others, the worries they have. When I let them influence my energy, I lose. Their perception is theirs, theirs alone. Mine is different; it’s unique to my story. My acceptance is relative. My silver lining evolves, and it’s nothing like theirs.
Not your dream
One day you realize that what you always wanted is not your dream. You decide to walk away. Your stomach starts to crumble.
“Am I going to toss all of it?”
… And all you think about is what if you didn’t?
“Would have I just tossed what’s left of my dream if I stayed?”
… What dream you wonder? Is it the things you said you have always wanted? Or is it the things you thought you wanted? Or is it the things you think you should want?
“Maybe it will turn out not to be my dream as well.”
… You know what doesn’t work for you now… Not what might not work in the future…
“I might as well throw away that thought while I am at it.”
…. You take the worry, the nervousness and the illusion of what’s right and what’s not, and put them all in one box...
I Wouldn’t Change a Thing
I wouldn’t change a thing.
Regret is disappointment and responsibility combined in one jar. Disappointment is not getting what you wanted. You expected one thing and the reality took a different route. When that happens with a sense of choice, our own responsibility, we feel regret.
What if I did that instead of this? I should have done that…
I admit. I spent a lot of time regretting things that I did and didn’t do. I still do, but I wouldn’t change a thing.
At times, I was paralyzed. It seemed like there was no shed of light that can penetrate the shadow of a window that I had. But with time, I realized that this feeling was stemmed from the uncertainty of the future and the perceived powerlessness that I had.
Problems will coexist with my existence, and the only way to move ahead is by accepting this as a fact of life. Uncertainty is another reality. Powerlessness is not.
Everyday we choose which problems to attend to, and with that--lies our power. How can we choose? We have a thermometer for pain. There is pain that helps you grow and pain that drains your soul--that’s your silver-line.
Confidence is tricky. Know thyself, some would think. Certainty on it’s own is deceiving. It’s the doubt that makes us question our limitations. The boundaries we set alienates the beauty or the deformity we see. My way or the highway. Now or else. If we knew we needed time, nothing else but choice would matter. Patience and persistence gets you there, but how much should we wait?
Pain strives to be within us. We can’t escape it. The choices we have and the decisions we make are worthwhile when the better pain gets our attention. The favorable pain will result in more of it. We can only withstand pain that gets better, but not in the sense that it hurts less; it’s pain that reminds us of what we have become after what we have been. Utopia is not where we should aim to be as it doesn’t exist. Struggling to reach a mountaintop that doesn’t have a path is a waste of pain.
As I walk through pavements, I see hurdles and beauty. I see people moving and cars honking. It’s busy, and it’s moving faster than I thought it would be. In fact, I don’t know when did time pass me by, and why did things workout or not for that matter. In that moment, I realized that I was the one who was stopping myself from living. In fact, change has been within me, I just didn’t believe in it, or, to be more accurate, I was afraid of it. While I listened to the ticks of clocks in the previous scenes that I have seen, I gave up the perfection, the idealism and realized that mediocrity could be in fact good enough. With that, I accept that fact that I am not the best in everything, and that’s okay. Perhaps, I wouldn’t be the best in anything, but who cares?
If I could, I would...
If I could tell myself at the time of crisis the impact of losing control, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of indecision how it will workout anyways, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of desperation it wouldn’t matter in time, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of disappointment it could get better, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of happiness it could be just that moment, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of sadness happiness would come again, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of nostalgia it looked better than it was, I would. If I could tell myself at the time of dejavu to skip that step, I would. But, at those times, I am blind. If I could, I would…
There are times when you think you can’t do something. You will think they are more capable than me, they are smarter than me, and they are more fit than me. While that might be true, it doesn’t mean you are not capable enough to do what you put your mind into. The main reason those “others” seem to be doing some things more at ease than you, is that they have tried harder than you. They didn’t give up before trying. They certainly didn’t give up while trying. They tried until they reached to whatever it is they were looking for. When you start trying, before you start, you doubt if you can do it. Along the way, you doubt whether you can continue. You don’t want to look upwards to see how much is left, but you look anyways. You don’t want to look downwards to see how far you have reached, but you look anyways. You are surprised of how much you have accomplished. Right at this moment, you just want to focus on this specific step. With each step you take, it takes you a bit higher, until you reach the top. And when you reach there, there is no better feeling and you still can’t believe it. You have reached the top. On top of Ella Rock, Sri Lanka 2016 #travel #adventure #hiking #mountains #outofcomfortzone #srilanka #ella #ellarock #instagood #instaphoto #instatravel #instanature #vsco #vscocam (at Ella Rock Peak, Sri Lanka)
The hardest part was not falling down but rising up. #fall #rise #keepmovingforward #nevergiveup
Life is a strain of moments. The good ones should not stem the bad ones. #life #moments #goodtimes #randomthoughts
The only hitch about being passionate is failing at it. When persistence causes you to fail deeper only because you insist on pursing it that one way. You don't want to give up. You are so focused that you can't take a step backwards. But then, you give up. You can't afford failing even further because at one point you have lost so much. #passion #fail #persistence #trial #randomthoughts
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