The Prophet
Ahh wonderful. Everything is falling into place. I found a sweet little duplex in South Austin, a part-time job, and I'll be in school in a week. Yay.
I feel as if something really big and good is going to happen. The last year has been such a violent downward spiral. Looking back at it now, it seems very necessary. Last year I was riding so high I was blinded to so many of the little truths and values in life that can only really be gouged into a person's soul by calamity after deeper calamity.
I've learned how important it is to listen to my heart. This past year I went through these intense phases of anxiety and stress. Now it's like those scabs that formed are being peeled off, leaving my senses much more sensitive than before. Warms are warmer, colors are brighter and more saturated, and life is beautiful once again.
Love is the answer. Love of self and love of others helps, but the real money is in loving the process of Life. All the little experiences that we plow through daily. Living each experience as if it's your lover's body. Savoring the details, both good and bad. Exalting in the joys and tongueing pain like a masochist does a toothache. But also not feeling particularly shat upon or anything. Incredible peace ensues. I dare you to try.
Go read "The Prophet" by Gibran. It's in your local library. If it rocks your world half as much as it did mine, your world will be thoroughly rocked. It played a big part in this latest epiphany. For real, read it. It's really short. Like 2 hours short.
Evan
I feel as if something really big and good is going to happen. The last year has been such a violent downward spiral. Looking back at it now, it seems very necessary. Last year I was riding so high I was blinded to so many of the little truths and values in life that can only really be gouged into a person's soul by calamity after deeper calamity.
I've learned how important it is to listen to my heart. This past year I went through these intense phases of anxiety and stress. Now it's like those scabs that formed are being peeled off, leaving my senses much more sensitive than before. Warms are warmer, colors are brighter and more saturated, and life is beautiful once again.
Love is the answer. Love of self and love of others helps, but the real money is in loving the process of Life. All the little experiences that we plow through daily. Living each experience as if it's your lover's body. Savoring the details, both good and bad. Exalting in the joys and tongueing pain like a masochist does a toothache. But also not feeling particularly shat upon or anything. Incredible peace ensues. I dare you to try.
Go read "The Prophet" by Gibran. It's in your local library. If it rocks your world half as much as it did mine, your world will be thoroughly rocked. It played a big part in this latest epiphany. For real, read it. It's really short. Like 2 hours short.
Evan