Welcome to Heartbeat

Here’s the story.

When I was fourteen, I started forming a habit I haven’t quite been able to shake off. After the day had come to its close and the lights had turned off and everyone was fast asleep in their beds, I stayed awake. It wasn’t to surf the web or read books or watch TV.

I stayed awake seeking to understand something we all have to deal with: life.

You see, life has always been a mystery to me, in front of which I’ve always stood in awe. To me, it’s a mystery, something waiting to be figured out, waiting to be discovered, causing countless questions to sprout up in the depths of our hearts. Who am I? What does it mean to be human? Does life have a purpose? What is happiness? Is it real? If so, where is it? Why is there suffering? Do others suffer like I do? Why am I different? Why do I feel alone? Why isn’t life fair? What is love? Does it actually exist? Does God exist? Who is he?

And the list goes on.

In the silence of the night, when all the noise and distraction of the day ceased to be, these questions captivated my mind, and I would lay there thinking, contemplating, trying to make sense of it all. As I grew older and began to have more experiences, meet new people, and try new things, I started to discover the answers, and I loved what I found. I fell in love with life.

But the more I discovered, the more the questions appeared. Life became complex and paradoxical. Our relationship became messy. In this world of ours, good and evil, happiness and suffering, love and hate all live side by side. One one hand, life surprises and amazes us with experiences of love, tastes of happiness, and discoveries of beauty. But on the other hand, it troubles us with so much brokenness, isolation, and suffering.

Being human seemed to be both a blessing and a curse. Could I really love life with so much confusion? It didn’t make sense.

In the midst of all these thoughts, I became somewhat cynical and pessimistic. I couldn’t wrap my head around things. My faith told me that God loved each one with a personal love, but then why were poverty, social inequality, and violence so rampant? At home, I had the gift of wonderful parents who loved and sought the best for us, but I knew so many others whose families had fallen apart, who’ve never experienced the love of a father or mother. In my very own country, I saw such affluence and wealth side by side to such dismal poverty. My heart told me that I had to help the world be a better place, but where to begin when the world seemed to be so plagued with problems? Why was the world so broken?

I was searching for a reason, and deep down something told me that there had to be some meaning and sense to it all.

So I drove myself to keep searching, to keep trying, to keep entering deeper into the mystery.

At the same time, I had my ordinary life to live. I had to be a teenager.

At school, I saw so many of my peers living life on the surface. Our conversations ranged from sports scores and video games to TV shows and movies. I remember daring to bring up some of the questions that I had or trying to share some of my reflections. I quickly learned what a bad move it was. They met it with feigned interest or with the why-do-you-have-to-bring-this-up look or with words like “Why are you always so existential?” They wanted to remain on the level of small talk, and I thought to myself, am I the only one who sees the need for something more? Don’t they wonder at the world? At life? I felt alone. Yet, I felt alone because I wanted to understand the thing that was common to us all. Another paradox of life.

But I kept at it.

As time went on, I realized that at the bottom of their hearts, people do think about these things. Everyone just has their own time. I persisted in my asking, and eventually, one by one, people started to open up and share their own thoughts, discoveries, and even their life journeys.

And what I found blew me away.

Through these conversations, I realized that we all experience life and look for the answers in our own way, through our own paths. I began to discover how others viewed the world. I learned about their experiences, battles, and victories. I learned to see that I wasn’t and didn’t have to be alone in my struggles. That others went through the very same things. Also, I learned to see the tough things in a new way. That there was a hidden beauty and so many good things that emerged despite (and even because of) so much suffering. I learned to understand myself more, and more importantly, those around me. I learned that life is something common yet personal, and there is something special, an incredible richness, in how every single person sees it.

And hearing about their lives from a truly human perspective, in a truly personal way, made the discovery so much richer and so much more beautiful.

Moreover, the more I shared and the more I listened, the more I realized the following truths:

  • We are all on this journey of life together.
  • We are all trying to discover, understand, and live life to the full.
  • And we can’t do this alone.

As time went on, I became more and more convinced that there is a richness in being alive, in being on this planet, in being human.

The more we search, the more life surprises us. The deeper we go, the more beauty we see. And the more we walk this journey together, the more motivated we are to keep going.

And the more I discovered, the more I wanted to know, and the more I knew, the more I felt in my heart a tug, a pull, an urge to share. Not just with one or two in a conversation, but with as many people as possible, and I wanted to offer many others a chance to share as well. Being human was something beautiful, an experience that we needed to share.

Thus came the idea of Heartbeat.

Heartbeat is a publication centered on life. More precisely, it focuses on life from the human point of view, from human hearts and minds. It seeks to ask the questions we all have in the deepest corners of our heart. It doesn’t look at life and the questions about it as something external and abstract, but rather as things which are very close to home, things very fundamental to being human.

The things you’ll find here are not scientific articles or blog posts. They are human stories, experiences, and reflections. They are not meant to appease your curiosity or to provide random information. Rather, they are intended to be a help on this journey, this discovery, and this adventure. They are meant to help you ponder.

They are meant to help shed some light onto your own life’s journey and help you go deeper into it, discover its purpose, live it with more meaning, and reach the unbelievable happiness that awaits.

They are also there to show that you are not alone, that life is something we all go through, and that if we look a little bit farther and search a little bit deeper, we will truly find a hidden richness and incredible beauty in being human.


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