I saw my love life like a voyage across the seas, setting sail to explore different places and ideas. I could not possibly set up permanent base on the first place I stumbled upon. I wanted my heart to be set free and experience what else was out there.
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.
An American businessman and a Mexican fisherman discuss what’s really important in life.
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.
As both an extrovert and introvert, I need to balance both of these sides equally. I’ve noticed that when I treat my extroverted side with the right mix of ingredients, the introverted side benefits for many days, even months. It’s sort of like a symbiotic relationship.
I understand why you want to leave this world when it feels like its pushing you out of it. The pain you are experiencing is real and unescapable.
I heard your voice in the wind today
and I turned to see your face;
The warmth of the wind caressed me
as I stood silently in place.
Most suicidal people do not want to die, they simply cannot live with the pain anymore. Do not underestimate your ability to help someone.
ASMR is a physical tingling sensation that begins on the scalp and then moves down the back of the neck and upper spine.
It’s important to remember that we got through the most difficult times in our past. We’re still here. It’s so empowering to recount the difficult paths we’ve been forced to take.
The four of us sat in the living room listening carefully. My mum and dad were sitting on the couch and my sister was on a tall stool, her eyes fixed on the floor.
For me, feeling grounded is being connected to my ‘true’ self and being fully engaged in the present moment.
Isn’t that interesting? The past is just a story we tell ourselves.
“The flâneur observer.. whose aim is to derive the eternal from the transitory and to see the the poetic in the historic. A person who walks the city in order to experience it, discovering it as a landscape of voluptuous extremes. Adept of the joys of watching, connoisseur of empathy, the flâneur finds the world ‘picturesque.”