Curate your information flow

Sometimes finding inspiration within a world that is over-saturated with content is as simple as narrowing our search.

We can’t have it all, no matter what people say, and that applies to our ability to intake information, whether for pleasure or work.

Picking out sources, curating our information flow and only allowing things that truly spark something deep within us is a necessity in life at the moment.

There is just too much out there and we can get lost just letting it sweep us along.

So be picky, don’t waste your time on things that don’t move your soul.

The three points of change in our lives

There are three different points in our lives when big changes occur, and where we are along the spectrum of these points can alter the way we live significantly.

The what was Before; before you turned 31, before you got that job, before you lost her, before you made all the mistakes you made.

The what comes After; you learn from your mistakes, find new purpose, strive to be better than your past self, grow and grow until you reach that light you have been searching for for years.

The In-Between is what gets you every time; where all that was before haunts you, and all that comes After is still in front of you but seemingly out of reach, no matter how many days and weeks pass, you can see the After but cannot grasp it.

You’re stuck in the In-Between. It hurts here, not like Before,  when all that pain and suffering was fresh. No, it hurts like a stubbed toe, the knowing you should have and could have avoided all those mistakes if you had just been better, paid more attention, not been such a klutz, such a failure, but you didn’t and now you’re stuck here, in this place you don’t want to be, with all this regret.

It’s embarrassing, but you’re lost and confused and no matter how much you know that you should walk towards the After you know is right there around the corner, you’re so damn exhausted and the ground looks so soft and inviting that you may as well lie down and rest, you deserve to rest after all because the Before was so bad.

But you don’t deserve it, far from it, and you know it but rest anyway and you hate yourself and are disgusted. And now the In-Between is all there is, it is who you are, just a failure.

Until one day, for no reason you can pinpoint too, or a multitude of reasons, you wake up and realize that Before was just a part of life and you maybe made a lot of mistakes but it isn’t over because After is just right there around that stupid corner.

And there you are. Around the corner, in the After.

Life isn’t perfect here, but there is a sense of possibility, of good things, of hope.

All it took was a bit of time to get here, but you made it.

Congratulations.

What defines us?

What does it mean to be an individual?

Are we to be judged on the color of our skin? the misdeeds of our ancestors? hair? style of dress?

How about the foods we eat or the music we listen to?

What defines us truly?

Most of us go through life merely reacting to whatever our lizard brains throw at us. Consciously attempting to express who we are should be viewed in a positive light as it is our attempt to self reflect and figure out the world around us and who we wish to be within it.

To explore ideas, disassemble them, and come up with new and exciting ways of viewing the world is paramount to a society that wishes to progress and grow. We need to embrace complexity, refrain from putting things and people into little boxes.

But to do all this all of us requires us to be patient. We need to allow people to stumble, to say the wrong thing, to ask uncomfortable questions, to push ourselves to see the person behind the question and not just violently react whenever someone says something we disapprove of.

Social media has created a culture where its cool to start attacking whomever you disagree with without taking a single moment to attempt to understand why a person is saying what they are saying.

We can do better people.

Being kind vs nice

There is an epidemic of nice people raging through the world at this moment, and I don’t mean it in a good way.

Everywhere I turn I see people who have no backbone, who are so afraid to have a personality that they just smile and nod to everything everyone around them says, they stand for nothing and accomplish nothing.

These same people will get caught up in the internet wars, becoming little social justice warriors, but they have put zero effort into actually researching and understanding any of the topics they are raging about.

They are just putting on this nice person act.

Kindness is a different thing.

A kind person does something out of genuine empathy, they are the kind of people who radiate a kind of warmth whenever you’re around them, they bring a sense of calm to whatever situation they are involved in because they are compassionate people.

That is because truly kind people are strong. They know who they are and what they stand for and are not afraid to get their hands dirty. They don’t waste their time moaning and complaining on twitter and facebook, they are out there in the trenches, whether it’s in their own cities or out in the world, they are melding thought with action.

I have met very few genuinely kind people in my life. When I do, they make me feel guilty simply by existing and being who they are.  They inspire and make me want to be a better person.

We desperately need more people like that in our lives, and I wish that social media platforms would highlight more of these people, instead of popularizing this fake let me be nice to the homeless person so I can get a million likes on my page kind of people.

We can do better folks, there are beautiful people all around us.

Words worth hearing vol.6

Living an exciting life can certainly inspire creativity, but for many it is the monotony of the routine, the steady plodding through the day that sparks the mind to find solace in the imagination.

Be regular and ordinary in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work.

-Gustave Flaubert

To write is the joy and the torment of the idle

-Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette