Making Life Happen

I wish I can tell you that life is easy, life is simple.
It really isn’t.
Today I feel stuffy, almost sick but not.
I’m drinking tea and I took an allergy pill which made me completely zoned out for 2 hours.

Today something really significant happened.

I decide to make life happen instead of wait.
I was sitting there waiting for my free haircut at a women’s conference.
Lord knows how long I waited, then something in me clicked.

Despite being zoned out, completely out of it, I felt my body jerk up and my feet started walking. I walked up to the director and told him that I knew someone and worked with some people he knew. Immediately, I was VIP and so was my friend.

The moral of the story, sometimes we wait for things to be given to us, actually all we need to do is think creatively and act upon it.

Being in your mid – twenties, it is pretty interesting. You see life ahead and you see what you passed. Relationships and friendships are interesting. Everything is like a highlighted note in your memo. Relationships can be difficult, not flowery like the disney movies. Friendships can be conditional, based on what you can give, sometimes not what you can take at all. You realize, as you grow up, that kids are a lot funner to hang out with.

Kids tend to laugh and smile to anything they want. They say what’s on their mind without thinking. They are the sole expression of themselves. For us, adults, it gets a bit complicated doesn’t it?

There tends to be some kind of agenda. So my word for today, be a kid. Be genuine and be blunt even when it’s socially awkward. Of course, think creatively and ACT.

Speaking of being a kid- watch me on Let’s Make A Deal. I’m the kimono geisha. 

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How To Live Life One Step At A Time

 

“Life affords no higher pleasure than that of surmounting difficulties, passing from one step of success to another, forming new wishes and seeing them gratified.”-Samuel Johnson

 

The last entry was about stepping up, quit complaining, and stepping into the promise land.

This entry is about stepping into the dark.

Now what do I mean?

I mean: Sometimes you just need to put your feet forward in spite of not knowing whether a crocodile will bite your leg off.

Most likely, a crocodile will not appear and bite your leg off. That is probably the most horrible thing that could happen. Most likely you will fail.

The analogy comes from my experience teaching sewing and mandarin. I started teaching a few years ago at different studios, the one that gave me hours paid me very little, the one that did give me doable salary, had very little hours. Overall, I was tired of undercompensation.

It was in the darkness, in the storm, that my lightbulb went on. Craigslist was one of my saviors. He put me on a pedestal and showed me the true meaning of life.

Did I know if my first student would be creepy? No. I did not. Do I ever know if I’ll be safe, happy, secure, stable, wealthy. Nope.

I just jumped into the dark. Did I know everything I was teaching at first? No. To be honest, most of us don’t, we self- educate on things that school never taught us.

What did that first step get me? My second step. What did my second step get me? The third. So on and so forth. Why have I come so far in self- realization? I don’t know. I guess I just stepped forward even thought I had no idea whether my leg would still be attached.

I guess it would get really dark when the Isrealites were walking to the promise land. Maybe some got so scared of crocodiles and sinking sand, that some would rather cower, kneel down and cry. Some never made it because they were so scared. A hurricane probably hurled them into the ocean.

My point is, just take one step at a time. It will lead you to the next. Want to quit your job? Google 2 weeks notice, next step, copy and paste and input names and date, next step, print it and put it in an envelope. Want to get a date? Put your photo on eharmony, find a hottie and send a message. Want to make a better income? Make the changes, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 – take the steps and don’t think too much about how DIFFICULT it is.

Just do it.

 

The Promised Land

As you know the story of Isrealites trying to get to the promised land…well I feel that the last few days have been just that. My friend told me the story to encourage me.

He said, “you know how they had to go through Egypt and get to the promised land? Well, many elders never made it because even though God clothed, fed, and provided for them, they still complained…because it was taking forever and well, the journey was long”. We can complain, or we can trust God- he said. Some people will never get there because they keep complaining and never trust God.

“Sometimes we just need to shut up, let God take care of the people that bug us and trust that the promise is still there”.

Whatever you believe in, the universe, God, the forces will take you through to the promise land if we trust and focus on our promise.

As for the elements and people in our lives that hinder us from enjoying our life, shrug it off and trust. If we believe in our honesty, in what is true, then let the current take you.

Yes, let the flow of the river take you and focus on good.

For me, envisioning the times I traveled to various beautiful and heavenly locations in the world focused me on the beauty of life versus the negative circumstances. Why should you travel, because of this:

Me in Cairns, Australia. I was backpacking alone, had massive throw up sessions on the boat, but what do I remember? The oasis of the ocean, iridescent colors of fishes and ocean life; The ocean is my oasis.

When my body is embraced by the ocean, I only think of peace. Nothing else.

The Promise Land for me that month was the oasis of the ocean- the Great Barrier Reef. What it took for me to get there? I threw up about 5-6 times.

Other times? France – stranded and missed my airplane, slept in airport and didn’t shower for 4-5 days. Ecuador- saw the most amazing stingray snorkeling, got food poisoning and knew no spanish in hospital (got injected with what…I have no idea). China- feelings of culture shock, lived in a no AC apartment in 105 degrees heat, kept slipping and falling on my head stepping on rain puddles. I guess the list can go on a bit.

But last night, I thought about the good times. I thought about my promised land, the oasis, the quietness of the ocean, stillness, peace. This is what I thought about.

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