Humbled Human Strength

Hello Humans. Welcome to Earth. You must be new around here. 

Here's a secret you seem to have trouble grasping. We're all part of the Earth's crust. For all of your petty differences that you assume are so important, you're only one species among millions and the truth is that you're all basically related. I know you're young, but try to grow up a little. The Earth was here long before you and it'll be here long after you. So while you're here, be good to one another. 

How Congruent Are Your Actions?

"Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony."
-Mahatma Gandhi

As I stand here reading, yes I tend to read standing up when I'm restless, the thought occurred to me how much congruency plays a significant role in our overall feelings of satisfaction and contentment in life. Maybe it isn't necessary to feel "happy" all the time, but it's still an ideal worth striving for. It's a state of mindfulness that can help bring our perspective into balance. So much of the boring monotony involved in our daily routines feels draining and unnecessary. Yet sometimes, it's possible to create harmony out of the motions. When that happens, we've discovered happiness. We've discovered a part of ourselves that reveals a glimpse into what our hopes, dreams, and undeterred ambitions can produce once we've focused and aligned our present actions with our future goals.

Gone Tomorrow BUT Here TODAY

If you ever begin to question the value of carrying on, just remember that in the end we're all dust anyway; but today we're alive. Today.

Today, we're here. And we're alive.

Now get up and fight.

What's the ROI of Love?

Give the gift of your love & compassion. Forget the ROI. The heart knows that the greatest gift is simply having the ability to love. Only the weak cannot show compassion.

Missing Misspending Time

Dear Diary,

I wish I could explain why it's been so long since we've chatted randomly. Clearly, there's no excuse. It seems that "adulthood" is creating a workaholic out of my waking hours. I think I miss misspending time. Maybe all those years spent studying weren't so misspent after all.

When I pause to consider the pages of my calendar gone by, I wonder where the time went. That's the illusion of calculating time. The days, the months, the years always mean so little. Only the moments count. If I stop to think about what happened when I was 6 or 10 or 17 years old, the numbers are meaningless. However, if I ponder a friendship, a face, a moment when I held someone's hand, the world suddenly comes into focus.

Time becomes so blurred when we only track our lives with numbers instead of moments, real life moments.

We'll talk soon. Peace.
Daniel :)