Honour Your Truth

Mortality keeps popping up in my life recently. Both symbolic and literal death. And whenever death is mentioned, there’s just one theme that matters:


Did you do all the things you wanted to do?
Did you love?

And the list goes on. I think there’s a whole lot of truth when people exhort putting 100% of yourself into your “work” or “life” every day. It doesn’t necessarily mean that you exert a lot of physical or mental effort into your life.

What it does mean, however, is:
Did you pay all your attention to what you truly love?
Did you take concrete steps to that end?

I can’t say that I do all that all the time. But when I did, it feels good. As though you know that at the end, you’d be accountable to your most authentic self, whatever label you may want to put on it.

And when you’ve done everything, at least you could say to yourself: “Well, at least I tried.”

And you can then move on.


Anticipation and Peace

Complex emotions. Wide awake. Time slows down. Do people who are about to meet divinity again feel like this?

Not that she is divine, no she is very much human. But the idea of our ideas mating and producing magic, bringing us closer. Funny how trust changes everything.

Instead of achievement, there is relief. Instead of obsession, there is a feeling of coming home. Instead of dropping the present and craving the future, there is mindfulness of the present and knowing that the future will come and it is so sunshiny, I need shades.

When there is a drive to improve yourself for the sake of the other, you know something special has happened.

Luck and Romance

Admit it. You aren’t like them.

You’re not even close.

You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences.

For every time you say club passwords like

“Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”,

you yearn inside to say forbidden things like

“Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”.

Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator.

But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing?

Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger?

Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts.

Do the unexpected. Find the others…

– Tim Leary


And so, once in maybe two lifetimes, you find a person whose values match yours completely. Luck or manifestation? Who knows?

Who cares?

For this person will also have exactly the same ideas of romance as yours.

If this isn’t the time to reenact your favourite love story, I don’t know what is.