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.
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.
We hold on to so many things that cause us unnecessary pain, stress, and suffering.
There is simply no way of having a meaningful career, or a loving relationship, or just being a regular human without feeling some level of negative emotions. If we hide from them now, there will always be a new opportunity for them to come back again. Facing difficult emotions is a fundamental part of healing.
It’s like a blink, a moment caught on pause before it’s flooded over with conversation or movement. I love that kind of photography.
If only there was a switch to mute these critical internal voices. If only I could open the squeaky doors behind my skull and examine my brain as if it were a recording studio filled with buttons and dials. Once I’m there, I could see which one of them were dialled to the max and gently bring it down.
I don’t want to blink and suddenly be 90 years old sitting in an old folks home saying to the nurses, “well time sure flies doesn’t it!” I want to say, “wow cool I’m still alive. I can even still remember each decade of my life with vibrancy and detail!” At least try my best anyway. Surely there’s a way to make time at least feel a little slower?
2017 has been an amazing year. I knew there would be big changes for me in 2017. I was in the last year of my Working Holiday Visa in Australia. I either had to leave the country, or beg a company to keep me around. There had been many changes to visas making it harder […]
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.
Having someone you love die feels like suddenly getting yanked by the collar of your shirt and being dragged at breakneck speed through the clouds and then gently being released into the atmosphere.