“I choose me. I choose to wake up day after day and try. I choose to fall asleep night after night and dream. I choose today, tomorrow, and all the days I’m given. I choose life. I choose now; my present and later; my future. I choose to fly, and when I cannot fly I shall walk. When my feet are too tired I will crawl. I choose to never give up no matter how hard things get. I choose to love. To give. To live. I choose to dream. To discover. To pick myself up over and over. To learn from my mistakes. To accept the flaws I have. I choose to be positive. I choose to smile. To laugh. To breathe. To leave behind my past. To cleanse my soul of negativity. To forgive. To live the life I’ve imagined. I choose to let go of my hate. I choose to hold on time and time again. I choose this life, this present, this me. I choose me everyday in every way. I choose me”—
“It may seem hard to extend our gratefulness and appreciation to the time in which we live and the challenges it presents-to financial crisis, global climate change, terrorism, wars, energy depletion, and any other disasters looming on the horizon. It would be much easier to appreciate an era of good feeling, peace and calm stability! But difficult times are also times of growth, of new insights and opportunities, of creativity, and of emergence.”—David Spangler (via bodymindandsoul)
“One of the hardest lessons we have to learn in this life and one that many people never learn, is to see the divine, the celestial, the pure, in the common, the near at hand - to see that heaven lies about us here in this world.”—John Burroughs (via bodymindandsoul)
Addiction can happen to anyone,even to the healthiest of us. It’s shocking to see how many kinds of addiction exist. It would be easy if it were just drugs or cigarettes. Haven’t we patches for those now? But what do we do of the things that kill us slowly without us even knowing that we’re addicted. I think the hardest part of kicking a habit is wanting to kick it. I mean, we get addicted for a reason right? Often, too often, things that start out as just a normal part of our life, at some point cross the line to obsessive, compulsive, out of control. It’s the high we’re chasing. The high that makes everything else fade away. The thing about addiction is it never ends well. Because eventually whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good and starts to hurt. Still, they say you don’t kick the habit till you hit rock bottom. But how do you know when you’re there. Because no matter how badly that thing is hurting us, sometimes letting it go hurts even worse.
All of us have a mean streak in us. That voice inside that you mostly hush down like a naughty best friend you’re too chicken to listen to but inside you’re just dying to try one of his tricks. Why. Because our parents and kindergarten teachers taught us that nice is the key to heaven? Because we’re so damn caught up in the ways of society and everyday is a test of our civility?? Seriously, Santa doesn’t care, and heaven and hell are just two fancy words for limbo. And why are you being nice anyways? Haven’t we learnt already from each other’s mistakes? Seriously, look around. How many of you are happy. How many of us go to bed with a clear conscience? Along the way, we’ve learnt, some have refused to learn. But it is a hard fact that life is unfair. Sorry, it’s frustratingly damning, hellishly thorny and my apologies to all the sentimentalists; it is just plain damn fucked up. There is no taking it easy. Before you realize it, life is going to twist and turn you in ways unimagined and more often than not, that situation you find yourself in is going to end in the unspeakable. I’m not a sadist. Maybe just an intolerant pragmatist. But agree with me or not, you can only hope so much to run away from the knowledge. There is evil in you. My advice? Cherish it, nurture it; because it is your only chance of survival. There is no question about it. The real question is, how far are you willing to take it..
he loved her she was confused he gave his all for her she was split in two he was everything she wanted him to be she was everything but not his he left she stayed he moved on she realized how much she loved him a bit too late…
Ask most people what they want from their life and the answer is simple; to be happy. Don’t even think about asking the very obvious question that follows. What defines happiness? Is having loving people in your life enough? Or is it money, power, or whatever drives your libido. Or is it not necessarily acquired from outside, and is subject to conscience. Most of us don’t know what we’re running after. Maybe it’s “out there” just waiting to be found, so we seek our happiness. Maybe the next turn we take we’d be lucky enough to just bump into it. Don’t tell me all of this doesn’t strike a chord. If you didn’t find it even remotely true then you’re either too dumb to grasp or your therapist has some amazing drugs. I know its all balderdash to you. Truth be told, it doesn’t change much with me too. I just write to stay sane. But while we’re on the topic, what is it that we really want? What do we need to be happy? I know I’m not happy. Again, I’m not being a pessimist. I just know that I want more. Definitely more than this. So instead of looking for unreachable answers, I’ll turn this into a feeble attempt to inspire somebody. Inspire to get off your back and take charge. To hell with destiny, society or stupid obligations. You’ve to keep YOU happy. And who cares when you find it. Fall in love with yourself just trying.
So ask most people what they want from their life and the answer will be simple, to be happy. Maybe it’s this expectation though, the wanting to be happy that just keeps us from ever getting there. Maybe the more we try and will ourselves to steal some bliss the more confused we get to the point where we don’t even recognize ourselves. Instead, we keep smiling, trying like hell to be the “happy” people we wish we were. Until eventually it hits us. It’s been there all along! Not in our dreams or hopes, but in the known, the comfortable, the familiar.