in my mind

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I nearly crapped myself yesterday, while the year has just started. I freaked out about what I would have to do this year. and was so overwhelmed by the decisions and big things I would have to do
I cried while walking and i cried while swimming and I cried while doing downward dog, I was too afraid to leave the gym out of a fear that I would just cry if another human approached me...it was a weird 3 hours at the gym
Success is the ability to move from one failure to the next with enthusiasm.
- Winston Churchhill
I want so much more from this year, as the last 2 years is littered with more failures than great stories, and I just realised if I wanted life to give me a break, I'm going to have to punch it in the nuts and make it give me the break. I I have to make my own breaks and I am going to have to work fucking hard to get to where I want to be.

So while i spend the next year getting an identity for myself, and an opinion of my own. I want to remember and practice some basic characteristics I believe I always had, that got  lost in my tenebrous state of 2013.

I want to live a fulfilled life with people, experiences and love & gratitude and thats what I plan to focus on.
Enriching my  life and the people around me. Loving and supporting my friends and family and being at one with the universe (prayer, yoga, nature) <- those things

I am scared at what i have to do, but I am going to make a difference. 
And if you're not cheering me off, get the fuck out of my way or go nag someone else.

because I am choosing to live with purpose.

#bringit






Comments

Saaleha Idrees Bamjee said…
If I were more new-agey, I'd say we're entering a cycle of awakening. I see great things ahead for you, I see great things ahead for myself. Super-sized with awesome sauce.
January 2, 2014 at 1:49 PM
Aasia said…
It does feel like that though, there's an awareness that has opened my heart and mind
January 3, 2014 at 8:33 AM
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