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Thoughts about changing, life, and whatever comes to mind.

Category: Blog

  • the hardest thing will always be listening

    In a difficult conversation we will always battle to do what’s right. We will prefer trying to argue instead of understanding, trying to dismantle our enemy arguments instead of building a common ground where we can discuss.

    That’s the hardest part, because when you’re arguing, listening, is what doesn’t come naturally. It takes discipline, trial and error, before you get todo it right.

  • years adds up

    What happens when a friend make a move you don’t like? Should you shut down your friendship just because of that?

    Some friendships last more than others, some are based on delicate foundations and easily fall apart.

    It’s fine. We grow and change our view, what’s important for us, where we wanna go. It’s fine and it’s the beauty of life.

    So what: if a friend cuts you off should you be mad? A little bit, but in the end if that is the resolution of a long friendship that slowly died then maybe it’s time to move on. Wish the best like you would do to a person you just met and go forward.

    Life doesn’t trace a path for you, each path is fine as long as you’re both happy.

  • don’t be fooled by money

    Meritocracy partly failed because in some instances it created a world where people look at how much money they can make “against” other people, instead of thinking on how they can contribute to the world.

    Money hides the honesty and empathy, because it adds a benefit or a malus. And we’re always after money.

    Money should be enough to think about making our damn good job, not less, not based on incentives.

  • rituals vs  habits

    I once made a mistake, I used a word for something that wasn’t quite right for that word.
    Imaging describing the Sky using the word “Red”. Yes, it’s a color, but it’s not quite right. You need the exact color. Any other color won’t do.

    I remember when a person made me notice that “mantras” are something quite important. 
    He lived in london, I lived in italy. We were chatting casually, but he posed an important aspect: I was abusing a word.
    Repeating a phrase over and over seems like a mantra (because while using mantras you repeat words/vocals), but it’s not.

    I also made another mistake: I described something along the lines of “Rituals of love”.
    Today, while a friend described the ritual to put to sleep his baby I realized that we both abused the word Ritual.

    It’s not a ritual, it’s a habit. It’s a mechanism to ensure a result. Seems like a ritual because rituals are made of repetitions, but it’s not.

    As for the mantras, we were abusing a word, and we do it all the times. Our mind make connections between words, and if they create akin conditions, then we feel free to use the words without worrying too much.

    But abusing words isn’t the right way. 
    Too many times I felt that social networks are removing value and power from our words, and I must admit that we’re all guilty. It’s not the social network fault, it’s us. We misuse words. We abuse words. We don’t trust words enough and we use them without care, without attention, with no real knowledge.

    Think more, talk less.

  • how many tags of today will be there tomorrow?

    Will you still be #bestfriends? Will you still share #bestlife photos? Will you be the one tagged into #beaches #paradise #holidays?

    10 years from now, will you still communicate this way?
    And what will remain of these moments? How many tags will stand the test of time?

    I guess tags are a way of partly reaffirming emotions and relationships, a way to establish a sense of belonging and even, for some people, a way to feel superior to others.

    They’re limited though. If you consider the sea of emotions, of events in life, if you look at the endless horizons in the world: they can’t be expressed nor summarized.
    What we can do is try to do our best to keep a memory.

    Tags are partly a way to do it, but I personally prefer words. How would your life change if, instead of posting a photo of you and your sister with #bestsisters or #bestbrothers, you would say to her what you feel about your relation? How important it is.
    What would change in your life if you made this conscious choice for each relation you feel “worth tagging”?