There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance.
We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections.
If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. Evolution and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-hearted vision of people who embrace life.
Spread your wings. Fly. Live. Be selfish and know you are loved anyway.
Be true to what matters most. We all have our journeys we must take, paths to choose. At times we must walk alone, sometimes with others.
Time is the one thing we cannot renew and regret is one of the most destructive emotion there is.
It’s been an eventful and interesting week.
I’ve learned a bit more about myself, to appreciate both people and situations in a different way and to look at things from a fourth perspective.
I made new friends with whom a strong connection was instantly formed. With openness and the absence of any negative thoughts or preconceptions, magic happens.
I have further deepened my bond with some friends and realized there are no longer any bonds with others. Not in the present anyway.
I’m the hunter of cool and shadows.
Like a ninja in covert pursuit, I attempt to escape and hide from the strong gaze of the sun.
Back against the wall, eyes fixed. I see it. A spot of shade.
Hastefully, I glide from one cool spot to the next.
It’s not a direct path towards my destination, buts that’s secondary.
It’s just one of those days.
Sometimes your actions are out of your control, in a wonderfully amazing way.
You do things, take chances, risks you normally don’t see yourself taking. You don’t know why. The reason is not important.
It’s as if a set of conditions have been met.
You are in a state of flow. Pure intentions, feelings, a state of excitement taking a risk.
Yet it doesn’t feel like one. It’s more like its the right thing to do, the only thing you were meant to do at that very moment.
Thoughts about the experience only arise after the event itself has passed, when you are back to the “normal” you.