A pre-emptive gratitude journal written in no chronological order for each day of February, just to help me get through this month when the daily grind starts to encroach in on my spirit.
We can choose to meet death like a great opponent about to begin an epic sword fight. We grow in size by our ability to live life in its absolute fullness. We let no moment of beauty pass under our nose without sniffing it and hugging it and holding it close.
My metaphorical blisters have healed and I can run my fingers along my calloused feet. I have a perfect aerial view of the route I took two years ago; from up here, I can pinpoint the exact moments where I wanted to give up.
It was one of those surreal moments when you realize you are in a cave, high on hash, smoking with Babas, somewhere in North India.
It’s winter in Beijing and I’m at a crowded bar with loud music. As I take my jacket off, I ask my friends if they want a drink. They nod. I push my way to the front of the bar, squeezing through the crowd and lean my elbows on the counter.
Alas, their story may not involve tangled up dog leashes or mute mermaids saving strange men from shipwrecks. Instead…
“I’m indestructible,” he whispers in my ear. “Nothing bad can ever happen to me.”
We all have three states of mind: rational, emotional and wise. Most of us tend to have a default state, which one is yours?
I wonder if there’s a way to integrate Gunu Village into daily Sydney life? Like if all apartment blocks had regular social nights to get to know your neighbors, where people who cooked a lovely meal and couldn’t finish it could share it.
Happy 2019, may your year be filled with growth, joy and everything else you hope for!
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
I’ve shed a few layers this year and learned some hard lessons, just like you reading this. 2019 will no doubt bring challenges, but it will also bring joy, excitement, and some of the best days of my life yet to happen.
I’ve never felt so aware of my ‘aliveness’ and how fragile this whole living thing really is until this happened.
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I asked some of my dear friends how they managed to cope when life knocks them down. They all came back with varying responses. Each of their unique personalities shines through their words and I found it so touching to hear what helps them, I learned a lot about my friends reading their coping strategies.