daily notes

You start dying slowly

If you do not travel, If you do not read, If you do not listen to the sounds of life, If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly When you kill your self-esteem; When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly If you become a slave of your habits, Walking everyday on the same paths… If you do not change your routine, If you do not wear different colors Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.

You start dying slowly If you avoid to feel passion And their turbulent emotions; Those which make your eyes glisten And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love, If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain, If you do not go after a dream, If you do not allow yourself, At least once in your lifetime, To run away from sensible advice…

There’s old versions of yourself that cannot take you to where you really want to go. Versions that you have to let go of in order to make space for something new; 

New ways of thinking. 

New ways of feeling.

New ways of showing up. 

It is hard work: perhaps the toughest job you’ll ever get to do. Requires you to get your hands dirty. But it’s worth it. 

A garden of wounds can very well turn into a garden of blessings.”