Thoughts about changing, life, and whatever comes to mind.
September was a strange month. I missed sooo many days, and the reason for this is that I was out sleeping and didn’t have my pc with me.
This led to me not writing enough as I should.
I can’t stop thinking about buying something like an iPad for this. It could be the solution to all these issues.
It was a strange month also because I proposed to my fiancè and didn’t expect to be so difficult (not because I feared it, but it was new and unpredictable).
as for the posts I loved here they are
The hardest thing to change is our inner narrative and the sad thing is that many self help courses are trying to teach us that we can change our life the way we want it.
It’s a lie.
Not because it’s not possible but because there are things that we can’t change.
But if you think that you can do anything and you discover that you can’t, what happens? There’s a crash between reality and a belief that should fall (but doesn’t).
The thing is that we tend to seek the error outside of ourselves while the error might be inside us. And we don’t catch this subtle difference then we might as well fail.
I remember talking about breathing. These days I’m often thinking about it, because from time to time I pause and breathe.
I take time and let the situation flow so that I can understand it better.
To me this is a big achievement because I was always too fast in thinking, and I got always trapped by the way my brain overworries by anticipating problems.
Breathing puts perspective into the mind, it allows me to think more deeply and to understand the situation.
I’m not a master of it, there’s still work to be done, but if there’s something I learned from this is that breathing can truly help you out in any situation.
Strength has no name, it’s not the result of power. Strength is hidden, it lies between the lines. It’s clearly demostrated, yet invisible.
Those who have it, don’t care about it, those who don’t, struggle to show it.
Today I was about to publish a post about beauty.
I read a message on Facebook of a friend who went to a course to learn how to use a natural acid to improve the beauty of face, hand and body.
I honestly thought that in a world where we spend very much time fighting for rights, for not abusing animal, we lost ourselves behind the beauty part of the world.
Then I also realized something.
It’s easy to overcriticize to judge too much, and it’s not that I’m the one having all the truth in the world.
It’s my opinion and it’s my right to share it, but it’s in no way the perfect opinion. Some might dissent, some might agree. It often depends which side you are on.
For example many of us (even myself in the past) spend much time behind the beauty part. Caring, exaggerating. And we do it constantly.
We need to care, but how much of that is overcaring? When do we learn the limit?
Come on, give me the chills 