Do you stick to your New Year's resolutions? I love making them (I love making lists in general) but somehow I always manage to forget about them five days into new year. This year I wanted to change that and try to really apply the resolutions I made. Not that I consider them crucial for accomplishing anything in life, it's just that for the first time in my life I have a very clear vision of where I want to take myself. So I decided to read my resolutions every other day, to make sure I don't forget them. Also, I made over 20 resolutions, which never happened before, and it goes to show how precise I see my future.
While applying some of these decisions takes time, so progress can't be measured on a daily basis, some of them are just small tasks that don't take a lot of time but eventually sum up to better quality of life. For these small tasks I made a 'rule of 5 minutes'.
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March 15, 2016
April 20, 2015
Comfortable is not good
...and I'm not talking about clothes! It
referres to life. Think about it - do you feel too comfortable in your
life? It means you're doing it wrong.
It's one thing to be happy and at peace - we
all strive for that - and quite another to be lulled into routine. The status
quo. Your little box where nothing ever changes and nothing shakes your ground.
'Get out of the box' is a rather abused
phrase, mostly by those who are helplessly stuck in their boxes. Sometimes I
doubt if people actually know what it means. It means exposing yourself to
uncertainty, to the new and unfamiliar, to what we fear. Because it is the only
way we can grow. That way you have to raise your game, and widen your horizons.
Most people believe that the unknown will be much more painful than what they're
already experiencing. Believe me when I tell you, it will not. There is nothing
worse than looking back at all the missed opportunities and wasted potential. 'Comfort zones are plush-lined coffins.'
Of all the things my mother taught me, there
is one sentence that stuck in my head, and I never forgot it since my
childhood. I'll try to translate it -- life doesn't forgive you for the missed
opportunities. I was ten or eleven when she told me that, and ever since it was
my motto. I was actually always afraid of missing an opportunity or a chance.
It was that fear that pushed me to try, to grow, to jump into the unknown. It
was scary, but it felt good every single time. The more afraid I was of
something, the more joy it brought me. That is the only way I feel alive.
Don't let the fear of failing at something
stop you from trying. By focusing on your flaws and weaknesses, you set
yourself to fail. Instead, why not focus on what you're good at, and aim to
become better. If you do that, I promise, you'll see miracles happen.
I firmly believe that laziness is the worst of
all the flaws. You are not supposed to do what’s easy, but what’s good. Just imagine,
if you weren’t lazy, so you went out for a run, at least once in a week. You’d
have that dream body by now. Or if you spent one hour every week learning
another language. Or practicing your illustration skills. Imagine you spent
this weekend studying for that exam instead od sitting in front of tv. These
are all small changes, that we are sometimes too lazy to make because we don’t
see what they sum up to. And they sum up to amazing things eventually.
So next time you’re too lazy to move your ass
and get things done, or you’re afraid – just try to see things from another,
longterm perspective. Everything you could do, everything you could become is
within your reach. Great things are not accomplished in one day, they take time
and persistence and commitment. They take risks, and enduring the discomfort. So
get out of that plush-lined coffin!
Do something uncomfortable today. By stepping out of your box, you don't have to settle for what you are - you get to create who you want to become.
March 30, 2015
life
During that
period I have found the man of my life, the one I want to wake up next to, and
grow old with. That being said, it’s not fair to say that last two years were
the worst time of my life. They certainly were not. They brought some of the
most beautful moments and feelings in my life, and in that field it’s been the best time so
far.
But somehow, life
starts to weigh heavy on your back. You start to feel responsible for how your
life will turn out and you don’t like that much responsability. Like, when did
that happen? Just yesterday, your biggest concern was what shoes to wear with
that outfit you planned for Saturday night will you pass that difficult exam
that gives you trouble. And that
terrifying feeling of responsability for your own life is just a beginning. Suddenly,
everyone expects something from you. You expect something from yourself,
and you don’t even know what that is. You’ve been so carefree your entire life,
that you never stopped to think about that. So you create an illusion that
everything will be fine if you just relax. But in the back of your mind, there’s
a heavy cloud of fear, helplesness and disorientation.
Take it from
someone who’s been through that. I’ve been floating in some kind of bubble
through all that because I was too scared to face reality. I wasn’t even half
aware of what was happening to me. Or should I say, what I did to myself. It’s
so easy to sink into denial. To make excusses. To look away. To lie to
yourself. Until you no longer can. Repeating the same lame excuse for a
hundredth time starts to taste so bitter. And then something kicks you in the
butt. And it’s not the people who give you the sad look. Or those who, out of
pity, say that everything will be fine. You get angry with yourself. You can’t believe you let
yourself hit rock bottom.
That’s the
hardest part. When you have to look yourself in the eyes and admit that the
blame is on you, and you only. And then make peace with that, so you can start
all over. There’s lot of work, but you finally see the light at the end of a
tunnel. You roll up your sleeves and get to work, and it feels good because
there’s hope. You never complain anymore, because you see the point in what you
do.
Finally i feel
that everything IS going to be allright. I’m at peace because i know I’m doing
everything I can, and whatever comes up, I’ll be able to deal with it.
whatever the mind can conceive and believe, it can achieve


