… On becoming human…

… And remaining that… The last few days I have been thinking about how we call ourselves human and how far are we from what that actually means…

I have been contemplating why are we mean and hostile to one another? Why do we experience emotions like envy and why do we go out of our way to bad mouth someone or to gossip about someone? Why the venom? Where’s our humanity? Why do we seek to gain power over others, no matter the means? How such behaviours qualify as “being human”?

Have we allowed the argument that we too are an animal, to influence our behaviour to one another? After years of evolution you’d think our intellect, environment, developments( that have provided us with comfort, safety and luxury) and experiences would have the ability to influence and change our instinct of survival of the fittest,would have satiated our thirst for power and domination.

Where is the love? We have evolved physically but emotionally, on a soul level there’s still a lot of work to be done.

#thoughts

#life

#humanity

What means to be human after all?

I felt the fear and did it…

… A few days ago I was saying to all of you about how I was struggling to motivate myself and go ahead with my planned Christmas get away.. So, I’m back here to report that despite all my fears of impending doom, of things going wrong  … Despite the fact that all my anxieties were on red alert… Somehow I managed to overcome all that and got on with my plans… Not sure what was my winning counter-argument to self.., might had something to do with the money I’d lose from all the bookings made that possibly helped to tip the scales.

But boy, am I glad I was able to silence all those little voices that wanted me to stay at home and wrap up around the old familiar…??

Of course I’m happy, I’ve changed scenes, visited so many new places and chatted to a few interesting people… At this point I’d like to say there’s nothing wrong with the familiar, but when every so often, the different becons, follow it… It is good for your soul…

#mind

#travel

#challenge

#comfortzone

Love your life..

Give it a Try.. Love and appreciate All the steps, all life’s turns, even the wrong ones.

Someone famous once said: “The important thing about life is not the triumph but the struggle..The essential thing, is not to have conquered but to have fought well..” #Pierre_de_Coubertin

Embrace you and love you, warts and all… ☃️

… A year is coming to an end..

… and a new one begins… We all know what’s been … The new that is coming is yet to be written… It holds the spark of anticipation for the different, for that something that will sooth all past hurts and amplify the good moments..!!

So, here it is, this year focus on that spark ✨ that holds the promise of newness, life and the opportunity to try once again.. Make this year what suits you 🙏, shape it as you wish.. Take the smooth and the rough.. Just live.. Live 2019 as you wish.. ☃️

In life…

… there had been many times that I heard that very phrase of “she can do so much more if she tried harder”…”If only she applied herself , she has amazing potential”…and that’s how I “rolled” at school….

Many years have passed since those school years, and this morning I turned the page on my desktop calendar and it told me to:”aim higher” , “believe you can do it and you will…there’s so much potential in you , if  only you believed”…

It is early in the morning and I mumble …. “easy for you to say..”…and as I wake up more and more to the new day, I begin to remember all those school teachers that said similar things to me in my distant past… I remember clearly that then, same as now, I stood confused asking out loud (mainly in my head), what it all meant… Haven’t I been putting enough effort into everything? and if more is required , what is that more? how does it look like?

So, this morning I am having similar inner discussions…aim higher…says the calendar on my desk … OK, I say back to it…I will but where too? I am still struggling to identify, that limiting belief that apparently keeps me aiming low…or that keeps me confused with regards the direction of my aim…34,35,305,317.891296

And here we have it…here’s my light bulb moment…all these year’s I haven’t been trying hard enough purely because I haven’t found my niche in life, my purpose… But as I make that thought , half of me retaliates and starts to argue.

Haven’t I worked hard enough? I ask. Haven’t I strived to get higher and haven’t I  fought harder and harder each time an obstacle or block was put my way? How can you now tell me that I haven’t tried hard enough ? or that I haven’t aimed high enough? When I have tried my best to overcome? and here it is, have I solely been trying to overcome obstacles rather than paying attention to where “my arrow has been pointing”? Have I lost my purpose in my effort to fight and overcome obstacles?

Is this little message on my calendar,  just asking me to release the wounds collected along the way?…those scars that made me build a wall around me that serves the purpose of keeping me safe, but on the other hand it also barricades me in…? Rather than telling me that I was aimless or with no purpose…

Release it shouts at me, release all that which is not helping you in order for you to position and aim that arrow higher…Release it tells me, release those limiting beliefs that you have “collected” along  the way whilst fighting your battles for survival; release all that has made you believe that “this is as far as you can go”…

With all this in mind, I will keep pondering on that little statement on my calendar , “aim higher” … and see where that takes me!

#life

#purpose

#aspirations

#thoughts

#positivity

 

I bought a little notebook…

… so little that would give Columbo a run for his money – (in a manner of speaking)!

Yes, you heard that right, in a digital age, Sofia has gone retro. Possibly she was that from the start.. 😂..

This notebook was to help me keep track of all those & forever changing passwords for my various accounts and stuff…

All jolly good fun, and very helpful it seemed on thought.. in practice though it’s become apparent to me that every time I needed this little notebook was safely tucked away from me…

So, moral of the story… ‘little notebooks as memory aids’ are not the answer.

#retro

#story

#notebooks