Stories – Day 4 – Dating & Consciousness

The feeling stuck, you mention, triggers a related topic to surface, which is that of “dating” and getting to know the “self” in order to determine what is sought and needed, even if the conclusions are moving targets just as we are moving targets as we grow wiser, considering we are dynamic creatures. The answers behind our search differ from when we are 16, 25, 39, 50, etc. And dating others cannot fill the void or circumvent the painful process of waking up the unconscious.

 

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Stories – Day 2 -The monk who sold her mopet

In case you don’t know about the book mentioned, check it out here. It’s pretty good.

I once wanted an escape and recharge myself like the monk who sold his Ferrari and be in nature, detox emotionally and physiologically. And read and blog.
I am in Sweden being the monk who sold her mopet and doing exactly what I wanted. Never give up on dreams but never wish for pain. The world has lot to offer in that field already
God bless!

 

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Stories – Day 1 – Never stop fighting

This is one of my personal favorites. Enjoy.

At first I didn’t scroll down all the way so I thought “THE END” really was the end of the post, and the end of the story and I almost burst into desperate tears at the lack of resolution. It made me realize how much I agree with you. I’ve always been a dreamer. I was going to be salutatorian of my graduating class and attend college with a full ride scholarship. But I would’ve been miserable. I want to thrive, not just survive. So I gave all that up to go to school in France instead. People are meant to be fulfilled dreams, not societal norms. We weren’t meant to fit comfortably in boxes. Thank you for telling the truth, brother. Never stop fighting for your dreams.❤

 

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Thank You

Looking at all the old photographs on Facebook, I realized why we use it. To keep the memories alive. To read those funny comments again and again. To tag the friends I unusual pictures because of an inside joke. To make ourselves remember that past was fun.

That’s how I look at it.

All the way from my last day at school to the very first day of college ( or Colleges! ). I’ve been very lucky because I’ve got friends like those. And reading their greetings and wishes remind me of all the awesome time we spent together. Everybody was different, and yet, they shared the same common connection and bond. Thanks to you guys. Because of you, I dreamt big. Because of you, I made it. Many people ask me how did you get into or stuff like that. I just tell them the procedure. Because I really can’t tell them the real thing. It’s not just a matter of giving exams. You’ve got to have someone to go all the way with you. You’ve got to have someone to help you with your dreams. What really matters is the years that went by and the people who helped you.

Because without them, you’re all alone. But with them, You’re the KING! And I guess you’ll agree me on this one, that a King has the power to do anything!

Thanks you Guys