What a strange time to wish for happiness. You’re probably not happy. You’re in isolation, socially distancing, and fearing the dreaded invisible plague. Or maybe you’ve had enough and you’re out there fighting for your freedom. It’s not up to me to judge here, I just know that whichever you’re doing, you’re probably not feeling very happy.
Happy is what we all want. It’s why we all strive to write our own story, to create great goals and chase the beautiful life.
What is the point of striving and hustling,
Chasing the sun and trying to outrun the time;
Going against the flow, driving and bustling,
Contemplating a tree that is too hard to climb.
Why suffer the slings and arrows of trying?
When the world will just resist and leave you
In a barren waste of bitter, shallow, crying
Pushing pointless against all the stuff left to do.
It’s annoying and angry and futile this feeling,
Like ants crawling over you, biting at will. …
Let us live a beautiful life together,
Somewhere where life is sweet and we feel pretty.
A place just like paradise in the city,
Where the air is clean and there’s perfect weather
Give us those things that live here in our dreams;
Wealth and happiness to the depths of the sea;
Life liberty justice and living stress free;
Wealth and fortune flowing like a stream.
The good life for us, for you and for me;
A life of beauty, health, wealth and wisdom;
Joys of life, with peace of the heavenly kingdom;
Where we care for each other in our family tree. …
When someone is unlucky in love they can often feel like the whole world is against them.
Someone in this situation might feel that the world is unfair, that they are missing something or that they’re unlucky.
These were some of the feelings I used to have.
I don’t know if you can relate. I mean, I used to really suck at the whole game.
The worst thing was, the more I over thought it all and the more useless advice I got, the more desperate I felt and the more it felt like I would never make it happen.
Let me assure you, none of this is good for chasing love, romance or happy times. …
It was 5am on a cold Saturday morning. The sun was slowly making its presence felt as Joey drove up in his battered old sedan. He got out of the car and stretched out, feeling the creaks in his back and the burn of disturbed sleep in his eyes.
He lit another cigarette and faced the old white, graffiti tagged, roller door. It was not a pretty sight and it made him suck the cigarette harder; his third for the early, early morning.
Soon he would have to start; roll that door up, switch on the lights, start the cookers and get ready for the customers. …
We all know we’re stressed, but what are the other two major issues facing families today?
We live in an interesting world. An interesting time. Where life should have advanced to an awesome state of comfortable living. However, for many of us, and for our children, it is more stressful, scary and boring than ever.
That’s the surprising thing for me. In my ten years of working with children and young adults, I have been totally surprised to learn just how scared and bored many of our children have become. You may disagree, but if so, ask yourself, what is going wrong? …
Along time ago, I used to be a bit of a loser. I was way over weight. I worked in a dead end job. I had dropped out of university. I had no love life and I drank like a sailor and smoked like a chimney.
Well, I guess I was a real loser. I was fat, broke, depressed and useless. And while I was in that terrible state, I would ask myself questions. ‘Why is it so hard for me?’ ‘Why can’t I…?’ ‘What’s wrong with me?’
Stupid questions really. Weak thoughts that infected every aspect of my life. …
“She’s got the disease. You need to come back?”
Alex scrunched up his face in reaction to the text on his phone. Even if he wanted to go back, the disease was everywhere now. He couldn’t move.
“No flights, I’m stuck,”
He felt a twinge as he pressed send. The expectation hung heavy: What kind of son doesn’t fight Heaven and Earth to get home to their sick mother?
He took a pained second where he knew he should say something consoling, or even apologetic. Something reassuring to his sister. Something to show he cared.
He looked up, taking a swig from his beer bottle. His eyes adjusted to the cloudy glare and he took in the view of Saigon; towers upon towers, like a massive bee hive stacked around the branching trunk of the silent brown river. …
It’s April 2020 and I’m looking out my apartment window at the lackluster sights of a life of social distancing.
It’s not the most inspired time to be alive right now. We could go on, but I’m sick of complaining about Corona — she’s had enough of the spotlight.
I’m moving on.
However, one complaint I will make, maybe because I know so many of you are feeling it too, is that Corona ruined my plans. I made great plans this year and here I am, stuck behind the screen, missing all those markers on my journey to success.
I’m not going to mope. I’ve been through the years of moping before. It was a waste of time and I left those mopey days back in the past. Back in the days when I used to curse God for making me fat, for not making me rich, for not making me strong and athletic, for not making me attractive, for … well you get the idea. If there was an excuse, I made it. …
I seriously wish I could go back in time and teach myself what I now know. I could have taught myself how to change my life and make everything so much better.
However, ten years ago, or even up to three years ago, I never would have accepted this advice. The very idea that there was a way to make your life better with some mindset hack would seem ridiculous.
I would not have even given it the time of day. Which is a great shame.
I so wish I had started 10 years earlier. All my past decisions and indecisions would have fast forwarded to the right place. …