All of (my) life is a lesson in letting (you) go.
What I’ve learned about love is that it means “I want you in my life.” ‘You’ can mean anything – a person, a craft, a career. As long as you will make the point to choose having it in your life, that’s probably what love is.
Also, it must be noted: “Love, it turns out, is as undemocratic as money, so it accumulates around people who have plenty of it already: the sane, the healthy, the lovable.” – Nick Hornby
The best advice given to me during my break up last year was to “follow my mind.” In a world hoping that the heart’s desires wins, in periods of emotional anguish, it may be best to follow what the mind knows is right. I don’t know when this will ever apply to another situation (because I do believe that for career decisions, love wins), but for now, it has helped me leap forward and accept the things I would have never wanted to face.
Relationships bring out the beautiful and the ugly in us. My ex-boyfriend always warned me about that but I never actually understood or recognized that until after we broke up. In earlier months, fights and regrets haunted me from day to day. I guess with the melting point of emotions that I can be, sometimes the best way to face issues is to deal with them rationally.
We’ve seen it on our Facebook feed one too many times: “Life begins at the end of your comfort zones.” While being uncomfortable has always been something I never handled well, it actually does feel great to do something I never thought I could pull off. Recently, it was performing during the pole dancing summer recital that made me realize that even if I hated the idea of waiting and warming up and getting nervous and dancing in front of people, I still made myself very proud by doing something I normally wouldn’t.
I’ve also come to learn that a big part of what makes being human beautiful is that we have the choice to do something against our usual instinct, our natural state, both emotionally and physically. All we need is some courage and to kill the voice inside us that’s too lazy to step out.
A lot of life is calculating expenses, stretching budgets, trying not to rely on the next pay day to treat ourselves. As much as money rules my decisions, I still try to put its worth on the experiences and opportunities it gives me rather than the hole in my pocket those expenses are creating. I always believed that God takes care of us, and that He always provides (more than) enough. We should try to find the best ways to use what we are able to save, and use that to allow us the luxuries we want, and not let the fear of going broke rule us. Money is there for us to use, and not the other way around.
I’m not quite sure if this bit will apply to everyone, but this is my way of dealing with pain: by embracing it. With anything tragic that happens to me, I always think that the best way to deal with the situation is not to cower in shame that I was a victim of unfortunate circumstance, but to own it, embrace it, and not let it own me.
When my parents separated when I was in high school, I thought the only way to deal with it was to just say it out loud, and not be ashamed of it. I would say it without whisper and mention it in class as if it were normal.
When I went through a break up last year, I felt the only way I would get past all the heartache was to cry when I needed to – no matter where I was or who I was in front of. I found comfort in making fun of my “sawi sa pag-ibig” state and was assured that I would come out of it alive. Which I did, since I’ve posted this!
I used to think that companies were made of systems, and that the companies with the most efficient systems had the best output. I used to try to figure out, “What’s wrong in our system? How can we become more efficient?” Then I learned that each company, each system is made of people, and the people make up how well-oiled and productive a company is. The secret of having a successful company is having great people with you on board! And the secret of why I enjoy my work is the people I work with!
It’s not enough to make fun stuff for yourself. Once you’ve found your passion, you have to figure out a way to translate that into something that can contribute to the world, to society. To share what you make, to share what you’ve done.
One of the most difficult and most liberating things to do is to allow yourself a clean slate at life.
This is right along the same lines of “be yourself.” Anyone I’ve ever looked up to has devoted his or her life to one craft. They surrendered their lives to one thing, mastered it and are incredibly successful at it.
I’m not like them though, I love too many things. I like to make crafts. I like to think of designs and fun art projects. I like to write. I like to read. I like to take pictures. I like fashion. I like dressing up! And thinking of outfits. And building things. I like math. I like inventing formulae for how art and visuals are put together. I like being organized. I don’t like one of these things more than the others. I love them all equally. And the sooner I accept that my strength will lie in my ability to move back and forth from one love to another, the more successful I will be at life.
After all, all of these can be conquered one at a time.