Friday, April 8, 2016

#deardiary: alone vs lonely or normal vs unique?

This year I have had the luck to be traveling... A LOT.
What I have been doing was a life dream actually.
Sometimes it gives great joys, sometimes it gives great loneliness.
On the one hand, I love spending time alone. After all in my "multiple-intelligences" test, I got 45% intrapersonal, which means that I do need to spend time on my own and process things.
On the other hand, I can't help wondering, what would happen and how my life would change if I had somebody beside me.
I'm not implying that I am alone in this world. Not literally.
I was talking to a friend the other day and they mentioned that when I go out of my house, I meet 100 different people. And this is true. I even have people around me in my home.
But this does not necessarily mean that you are not alone. What matters is how you feel.
If you have people who understand you. If there are people who feel your needs and want you to be happy. Of course this has to do with the fact that maybe you don't meet their needs.
People are strange. I mean I am strange as well.
Maybe I am more different than anybody else. Certainly not a stereotype...
So being not-normal and not generally accepted makes you be alone.
Not necessarily a bad thing....

#keepmoving #beyourself

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Keep moving... keep going...

This is a note to myself actually: Reminding me of some things I should always keep in mind.
Woke up today with my favourite Yoda. I guess Yoda is the contemporaty Confucius of some kind...
And if you think about it, he is right...

LUKE Master, moving stones around is one thing. This is totally different!
YODA (irritated) No! No different! Only different in your mind. You must unlearn what you have learned.
LUKE (focusing, quietly) All right, I'll give it a try.

Sometimes we are afraid of change. We are set in our own ways. We don't want to change, we don't want to adapt. 
But how should we move on if we don't? I mean life is difficult. It gives us challenges. Trying is not enough. 

Opportunities come and go.  I don't say we should regret what we have chosen, but this is what defines us. We live the life we live because of our choices. Crying over spilled milk will not help. Fix things? Sometimes it is possible, sometimes it isn't. It isn't because not everything depends on us. Our life is a series of choices of other people as well. It's like a chess board. I make a move and hundred other pawns make their own moves. 
So you do your best. Sometimes doing your best in everything is not possible.  Something will suffer. It's part of the game. 
But you have to know the limits. If something is bothering you, change it. 

 Things WILL get better because YOU are going to make them better.