Today, I read The Art of Travel, a book I started to read a long time ago but haven't finished. An old man travelling from places to places, nothing special really happened. But his thought, his ideas, he comparisons and word flow were incredibly beautiful. I just wanted to embrace the book and close my eyes for a moment, thinking about all the wonderful things in this world, quickened by his literature.
Mom has moved to live with me and stirred my life up more than a bit. I've lived far from home since I was 15 and I've met mom like 2 - 3 times a year, around a week each time. I haven't been living with mom for so long. Now being together I find so many petty trivial things about her that make me uncomfortable. I feel like my father, little sympathy and patience and easily get irritated. After a while suffering from the negative emotions, I started to think that this is a great chance for me to change. I can either be grumpy or sulky all the time, or I can test my endurance, and see how well I can adjust and adapt to new situation. I can also use this time to practice my free will, as per Mr. Viktor Frankl's theory: people are free to choose their reactions to the situation, how difficult the situation might be, we can always take a step back, evaluate the whole scene and consciously choose how we want to behave. I can learn to be a better daughter, a more enduring person, having more temperance and strength. A challenging opportunity.
One thing I've noticed is that I've been not in good mood lately. I haven't felt the simple emotion of happiness, just by simply inhale and exhale deeply into my lungs, like before. I feel like joy has left me, peace left me, love also already left me to a far away land. I would wake up in the morning and drag through the day, doing my job ineffectively and groaning about things that didn't happen the way I wanted. I lost my motivation.
But then again I'm reminded that no one there to motivate me rather than myself. I cannot expect the situation to change. I cannot rely on external force. In order to reach my goal, my dreams, my objectives, I have to be the one who proactively motivate and inspire myself every day. Every single day. Perhaps this problem is caused by the infrequency of my writing. I don't write, I'm not effective, I don't feel good, and I slack in all other aspects. That's dangerous. I have to change. My dreams are big. And life is not easy. I cannot expect always pleasure and happiness and success along the way. This is also a challenge that I have to overcome, struggle with my own self, conquer my procrastination, getting out of my own hesitant self to be more effective and productive.
Life will keep throwing stones at you until you learn your lessons. Or you will be dead.
Mom has moved to live with me and stirred my life up more than a bit. I've lived far from home since I was 15 and I've met mom like 2 - 3 times a year, around a week each time. I haven't been living with mom for so long. Now being together I find so many petty trivial things about her that make me uncomfortable. I feel like my father, little sympathy and patience and easily get irritated. After a while suffering from the negative emotions, I started to think that this is a great chance for me to change. I can either be grumpy or sulky all the time, or I can test my endurance, and see how well I can adjust and adapt to new situation. I can also use this time to practice my free will, as per Mr. Viktor Frankl's theory: people are free to choose their reactions to the situation, how difficult the situation might be, we can always take a step back, evaluate the whole scene and consciously choose how we want to behave. I can learn to be a better daughter, a more enduring person, having more temperance and strength. A challenging opportunity.
One thing I've noticed is that I've been not in good mood lately. I haven't felt the simple emotion of happiness, just by simply inhale and exhale deeply into my lungs, like before. I feel like joy has left me, peace left me, love also already left me to a far away land. I would wake up in the morning and drag through the day, doing my job ineffectively and groaning about things that didn't happen the way I wanted. I lost my motivation.
But then again I'm reminded that no one there to motivate me rather than myself. I cannot expect the situation to change. I cannot rely on external force. In order to reach my goal, my dreams, my objectives, I have to be the one who proactively motivate and inspire myself every day. Every single day. Perhaps this problem is caused by the infrequency of my writing. I don't write, I'm not effective, I don't feel good, and I slack in all other aspects. That's dangerous. I have to change. My dreams are big. And life is not easy. I cannot expect always pleasure and happiness and success along the way. This is also a challenge that I have to overcome, struggle with my own self, conquer my procrastination, getting out of my own hesitant self to be more effective and productive.
Life will keep throwing stones at you until you learn your lessons. Or you will be dead.
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