Mantra [Life]
I was cleaning out my iPad when I saw this note I wrote myself on the plane when I moved to Malaysia. I lol-ed at its... hopefulness. It's good.
5:15 pm, 9 July 2013, Tuesday
My already mild fear of heights (and turbulence) is quickly muffled by my amazement at technology, the fact that I am tens of thousands of miles up, right above clouds. I'm a little light-headed even as I type; we're landing, and soon, taxiing! Taxiing! I love that word! We're descending, I'm listening to Astrud Gliberto, and I'm trying to look at the fantastic side of traveling all by my lonesome, chasing a dream, despite my fears of the unknown, despite my dislike for traveling. Wasn't this what I've always wanted, wondered about? Independence? YES.
I have no idea what awaits me. I'll find out in 15 minutes when we land, and then I'll find out again in 2 or 3 hours when I get to my new home, and then I'll continue finding out everyday, every hour for the next month at the very least.
This is when I need to be at my most Yes Man. I must remind myself, constantly, every night like a prayer, of what I'm doing here, of what I'm supposed to be focusing on, of what my goals are. I have a dream, I will protect it. I want something, I will go get it.
Say it with me. Writer. Fitness. Money.
Writer.
Fitness.
Money.
And if I look very closely, the three takes care of everything else for me.
| My home for at least two years. So green. |
The Yes Man Plan was supposed to stay with me for a full year. And it will.
You just wrote a manual, in few words, for accepting change and trying to make the best of it.
ReplyDeleteAll what we need, and you amazingly expressed, is hope ... a hope of a better next moment, next hour, a better rest of life.
@Saad
ReplyDeleteThank you, my friend :)