Little Joys Ch.32

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

February 1st, 2020

We have created a culture where working ourselves to death goes hand in hand with laziness on a scale unheard of in the past.

People are either at their jobs, feeling miserable for 60 hours a week, or spending day after day staring at their phones and computers, watching pointless videos specifically created to waste our time and keep us hooked to the screen.

Finding a balance is hard.

If you happen to be someone who is aware of the dangers of both of these areas, then you’re probably doing your best to work in a way that is fulfilling, keep yourself in shape physically, stimulate your mind, and also have time to be with friends and family.

But even that endeavor can feel like a chore sometimes, because then you start shitting on yourself if you don’t manage to get a certain area of your life into a perfect flow. It’s a never ending stream of judgement and negativity.

These last two weeks, I have had a great flow. I have worked every day, written for myself and the website, trained almost daily, taken long walks, hung out with people.

I have hit every marker, yet as I was walking towards one of the nice views here in the city of Da Nang, I realized that I was exhausted, head was splitting from the sun, and I really, really needed to go to the bathroom. But alas, I had set myself the goal of walking down the whole beach, up that damn hill, and seeing the lady Buddha statue.

I was making the mistake of investing my plan for sightseeing with the same importance as my other weekly goals, which had purpose and meaning. This is the problem when we become too goal oriented, we end up attributing meaning to things that have no business being in that category, and we push ourselves even when all our body needs is a genuine, well deserved rest, and in my case, a potty break.

Does that mean I sat down and stared at my phone and lazed around for the rest of the day? no!

Each of us has to choose what we consider to be a proper way to re-energize ourselves after a long week. For me, it was taking a grab back to my hotel, taking a two hour nap, then taking a nice walk along the beach, followed by some writing and reading, and another walk, oh and I ate 5 meals and some snacks.

My body needed food, and rest, and gentle movement, and it needed to just unload some of the burden off, so I wrote some poetry. That worked for me. That made me happy.

Everyone needs to decide what their happy place is, what little things, little joys, they can add into their day that will stimulate their mind and body without destroying it.

Think about it, then do it!

Little Joys Ch.30

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

January 30th, 2020

Throughout my life I have struggled to connect what I enjoy doing with how I make money to survive.

Most jobs I have worked in, and there has been a lot, have been jobs that slowly withered my spirit and yanked every creative urge out of my ass and threw it out the window.

Working online these last two weeks has been a strange experience, making money through my writing and looking forward into a future where perhaps this can be a way to actually live has been confusing and a bit frightening.

I am not sure where this is going to take me, but it makes me appreciate the opportunities that have been presented to me, the chances that people have taken on me.

When my employer first connected with me, I had zero experience with writing professionally, yet she gave me a shot, and kept motivating me while also correcting the numerous…numerous…numerous mistakes I have made while creating content for her.

And now due to her effort and patience I have improved, and she has offered me higher paying work due to that. It won’t last forever, but it’s an opportunity, a chance to challenge myself and learn, something I have run away from in many aspects of my life.

It is something I am working on improving.

I guess I am just happy to have someone who barely knows me take a chance on me, happy to be blessed with an opportunity to do better, be better. Happy that I have people who care within my friends and family, people  who motivate me and worry about my health and safety and are just glad I am doing something that suits me.

Little joys can be found in every moment of every day.

Keep your eyes open for them.

 

Little Joys Ch.29

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

January 29th, 2020

With the Tet holiday still in force here in Vietnam, as well as everyone going a bit crazy over the corona virus, finding a place to eat and relax has sometimes been a bit difficult.

A few days ago I came across this sweet little restaurant called Breco, which is run by a brother and sister. I am not a fan of restaurants in general, but sometimes you find these perfect spots, where price and quality and just great atmosphere combine to make you feel so zen and at home.

I have been coming here every day since, working and reading and just letting the calm just wash over me. It is a sanctuary of sorts, a way to just tap into my inner happy place and let the creativity come out.

For anyone wandering in to the city of Da Nang, you should definitely check it out!

 

Little Joys Ch.28

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

January 28th, 2020

 

“Go out and walk. That is the glory of life,” 

-Maira Kalman

Having a moment to simply walk for the sake of walking is by far one of the most joyful experiences I can think of.

To just let yourself go, allow the mind to wander as your feet carry you wherever they wish to go.

But the true beauty in a carefree walk is the ideas that flow in because of it. As I walked along the shoreline yesterday, enjoying a small moment of sunlight peeking through the cloudy days we have been having here in Da Nang, ideas for my book just started clamoring for my attention.

That is the real joy of walking, the unfettering of the mind so that it can do what it does best, which is pass on to you all the wisdom and creativity it has within it.

Let your feet wander and the mind shall quickly follow suit.

Little Joys Ch.21

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

January 21st, 2020

There is a moment when you realize that you have become invested so much in the characters created within a book that they no longer exist within a separate reality but have become a part of the very fabric of who you are.

Good books shift our perspectives, force us into new patterns of thinking. I know that when I get really into a novel the way that I formulate thoughts in my head shifts and becomes more like the characters that I enjoy, almost as though my brain knows that that is the right way I should be thinking.

It’s deep and mysterious and wonderful.

I fucking love books.

If you don’t well, I guess I still like you too.

Little Joys Ch.10

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

“The best is the enemy of the good”

-Voltaire

January 13th, 2020

For many of us, finding yet another thing in life we have difficulty mastering can be frustrating, sometimes even devastating to the ego. That being said, over the past few years I have tried to be lenient with myself, understanding that I simply cannot be great at everything, and that even the things I can be great at will take much time and effort to master.

As I have been attempting to write online professionally, I have found myself struggling with the many rules and regulations we as Humans have deemed important in the written language. I have to admit I have a lot of difficulty conforming to a set of guidelines with my writing, preferring to simply let it flow, whether or not I put a comma in a perfect spot really isn’t of high importance to me when compared to the overall message I am trying to convey.

The struggle of trying to learn to write differently is quite pleasant, even if in the moment I want to rip my hair out. Sometimes it really is the journey, not the destination that can be joyful when looked at in hindsight.

I hope to still have all my hair by years end. Cross your fingers for me!