Category: Words of Wisdom

There’s something I’ve been thinking about lately. I’ve been thinking if it’s time to have a new boyfriend! Yep, you’re not hearing me wrong. I’m trying to find out deep in my heart if I should pray for one.

The last time I desire one, somebody appeared, and he disappeared as soon as I realized what I prayed for at that time was not the prayer of my complete desire.

Now I wanted to clarify things, what I really want, and why I would like to have such a man.

No, it isn’t about being complete. And it isn’t about being happy. We can be happy and whole even without a romantic partner.

I am happy now. My life is filled with love.

But what’s wrong with desiring more love?

Like a married couple who already have a child and wants to have another one, there is nothing wrong with wanting to love more and more.

I want to love more. I want to love as I have never loved before!

QUESTIONS OF LIFE AND DEATH

What is the meaning of life? What does it matter that we have lived? If there is no life after this life, if this life is all we’ve got, should it matter whether we be good or bad? Should it matter that our lives have meaning at all?

There seems to be something innate in us, urging us to live our lives for a good purpose. Yet is there purpose also in death? What do we make of death? Is it restful sleep? Is it judgment? Is it eternal bliss?

Why are we afraid to die? What is it about life that we want to hold on to it no matter the pain and suffering we experience here?

Before we were born, we were sleeping in darkness, we were okey in our sleep. Why fear returning to the dust from which we came from?

When we were born, we were born naked, and naked also shall we depart. Yet few of us would truly want to depart naked. We want to take with us something as though we could use that something in the darkness where we shall proceed.

Why do we wish to survive? Why did nature bless us with survival instincts when it is not our fate to survive? When our final fate is only death? Why prolong life? Why think so deeply when thinking should cease one day? Why love when our hearts can’t beat forever?

There were times when I didn’t fear death. Those were the times I seem to have stepped in into portals of eternity. During those times, it wasn’t mere hope nor theory that assured me of forever. I was certain of it! I just knew. There was no other explanation except that experience of a reality that I’ve tasted.

Maybe that’s the meaning of life that I seek to regain hold of whenever I fall again into the realm of nature’s cycles. A realm of spring and winter, of evening and daytime, of wakefulness and slumber, of fear and of hope.

I am an empath. I could easily feel other people’s feelings, good or bad, as though they were my own. To an empath, the problem is not in connecting with another person, for it is as natural as breathing. The problem of an empath is how to set boundaries between herself and that of another person’s skin.

This boundary is not a wall that completely shuts out all the rest while enclosing oneself within. But it is more like the human skin, still sensitive, still able to touch, but is able to DEFINE the person within one’s own unique and beautiful personality.

There had been many times when I felt being absorbed into the personality of another. I could understand so well and actually live within the other person’s perspective. But along the way, I also lose my own self, like I didn’t exist at all! I didn’t like it when I felt as invisible as the wind. The wind touches you and knows you, yet you couldn’t grasp it. And at times, you aren’t even aware it’s there.

I don’t like to live like I’m invisible. I want to leave a mark, my own mark saying that I have lived and I have made a difference.

It could only happen if I’m able to define who I am, the person who is going to make that mark.

Yes, I am an empath, but I am somebody who needs also to be seen and understood.

I am special.

I am beautiful.

My heart was touched by God today. His touch, his word, is like a fresh wind blowing upon my heart. There was a certain peace that covered me, calming my nerves, giving me strength, giving me the courage to face whatever life might bring upon me.

For the first time in a long time, I was not afraid. My joy and my peace were not dependent anymore on outside circumstances that I could not control. God is in control. And faith, is a very precious gift. I felt good, I saw beauty again, like I was in love.

I’ve read tons of self-help books before, yet I remained stressed and unhappy, always preoccupied with something – a goal. Only to be always frustrated by not reaching that goal.

I saw how futile all my strivings were. I didn’t want to live like that anymore. I’ve decided not to live like that anymore. I will not delay my joy, my peace.

I used to think we cannot choose happiness, that only hypocrites say that. But now I’ve found a way. We choose happiness when we finally choose to SURRENDER. We choose happiness when we finally choose GOD.

Someone just asked me if I’m still single. He commented that it would be better if I could bear a child and spread my genes, make more smart and beautiful people!

Well, it’s good to know that he thinks it would be good if many more people inherit my good traits through my genes. Talk about evolution of the species, huh. I’d have no objections to that.

But I came to realize deep within me that there are other ways by which I could leave behind a good legacy other than by passing on my genetic code.

Bearing a child is not the only way to contribute something to life (especially if you can’t raise that child up to become the best kind of person she’s meant to be).

You can bear other children begotten not only by your flesh, but by your spirit, by your heart.