Random Thoughts On Life
Life is full of obstacles.
It's only when you realise how beautiful obstacles are that you can move on.
We are born, empty. We are nothing, we are not a person entering the world. We are yet to be formed. Yet to live.
The thing is. Obstacles, challenges, the whole 9 yards, it's what makes you. It's what makes you alive. Without challenges, there is no reason for my own being. There is nothing to live for.
My experiences, my responses, my life, well it is my life. It's mine. It's what shapes me, it's what defines me.
I can only continue to be if I'm further challenged. If i'm further set obstacles. If those obstacles continue to challenge me with fears, with stimuli to respond, and live.
It's with an identification of that point, that I'm able to be at point where obstacles and continuing in life, doesn't break me. It makes me. It excites me. It gives me a reason to live. It's not an active conscious reason to life. I may never actively contemplate this. That I do is conincidence, but I'm no longer fearful of life or so wraught and distraught at obstacles and the notion that I'm going to be here waking up alive for an awfully long time.
I'm enjoying being here, and I'm enjoying existing. I feel sure that I have the capability of being something brilliant. I have faith in myself. I have witnessed enough of my responses, my decisions to know, that I'm capable of both responding in a sucessful and intelligent way, and also responding in altogether bad ways, mistakes, but learning from them, and adapting, becoming shaped by them, to something better.
I'm happy to be a part of my life. I'm happy at all the insecurities, all the disappointments I've provided and mistakes along with the sucesses, confidence, abilities, and the good I've been able to provide people.
As John Lennon once noted, "...we all shine on, like the moon and stars and the sun."
Even when it rains, it's always shining.
It's only when you realise how beautiful obstacles are that you can move on.
We are born, empty. We are nothing, we are not a person entering the world. We are yet to be formed. Yet to live.
The thing is. Obstacles, challenges, the whole 9 yards, it's what makes you. It's what makes you alive. Without challenges, there is no reason for my own being. There is nothing to live for.
My experiences, my responses, my life, well it is my life. It's mine. It's what shapes me, it's what defines me.
I can only continue to be if I'm further challenged. If i'm further set obstacles. If those obstacles continue to challenge me with fears, with stimuli to respond, and live.
It's with an identification of that point, that I'm able to be at point where obstacles and continuing in life, doesn't break me. It makes me. It excites me. It gives me a reason to live. It's not an active conscious reason to life. I may never actively contemplate this. That I do is conincidence, but I'm no longer fearful of life or so wraught and distraught at obstacles and the notion that I'm going to be here waking up alive for an awfully long time.
I'm enjoying being here, and I'm enjoying existing. I feel sure that I have the capability of being something brilliant. I have faith in myself. I have witnessed enough of my responses, my decisions to know, that I'm capable of both responding in a sucessful and intelligent way, and also responding in altogether bad ways, mistakes, but learning from them, and adapting, becoming shaped by them, to something better.
I'm happy to be a part of my life. I'm happy at all the insecurities, all the disappointments I've provided and mistakes along with the sucesses, confidence, abilities, and the good I've been able to provide people.
As John Lennon once noted, "...we all shine on, like the moon and stars and the sun."
Even when it rains, it's always shining.