Death marks the end of life, end of conscience, end of freedom, basically it marks the end of everything. I bet its pretty cliché that everything you do between birth and death is up to you, that’s why there’s #YOLO, right? The fact that you have a life, you get up every day, and you can walk and talk and do every other thing that many humans neither have the chance nor the ability to means that you have a purpose, you are important. You have a place to follow your dreams, to seize your passion and find your light. So, you failed a couple of times; your heart has been broken way more times than you can count, you lost all your savings, my question is, “But did you die?”
I take frustration as a redirection, a new reason to explore a different path and find my light. Nothing is unattractive as a quitter. Personally, I despise people, whether male or female who give up. At the end of the day, as long as you have hope, you can do anything, and achieve whatever you put your mind to. Life is not easy, everyone has their problems, but we are not defined by the bad or good that happens to us. I judge people by how priceless virtues, like how often do you sincerely give someone a compliment, how often do you believe in yourself. The power of ‘I AM’ is so underestimated, the moment you forget you’re magic, you’re beautiful, you’re powerful, you give way to your weaknesses. I know I am not perfect either, but at least I am not going to give up. Speak life and prosperity to yourself, forget what people have to say, do you like yourself? Do you think you have what it takes? Do you want to step out of your comfort zone? Do you think you’re great?
What if there’s no tomorrow, no hope beyond the evening dusk? Would your spirit find peace in what you do? Would you be able to say “damn it” and get ready to die? If I told you, today’s your last, would you be happy? Would you be content? Would you have had your heart broken a little too many times that you actually understood love? Would your pains reflect your triumphs or would you, for lack of a better word, remain a heap of regret and pathetic would-haves?
Being alive is a blessing, failing is a curve in the learning sphere, I take it as learning one way that doesn’t work. Just imagine how life would’ve been if the bulb inventor gave up on his first try. Life gives you lemons, make lemon water, make a lemon pie, make lemonade. Personally, I turn it into chocolate! Because heck I can!
Take your time to try, have the patience not to quit. Work on your risk appetite and learn little things that go a long way like a firm handshake and eye contact. Whatever you do keep moving, God has a purpose in you find it. And, in whatever you do, ask yourself how do I make it a better world for everyone else.
Experience is the best teacher, but we are necessarily not the product of our circumstances. I have worked very many odd jobs in my life, and I was never ashamed of it. My dream is for every human to find hope and passion, to find their light, to find reason in distress, and every morning ask yourself, “Did you die from trying?” If the answer is no, then you know what to do. Take that leap of faith, take that job you’re scared of, jump off a mountain, dive into the ocean, eat the biggest burger you can find, dance in the rain and listen to the music in your soul. Don’t ever let go of your dreams and passions.