How do we accept the unacceptable in life? Isn’t accepting life as-is a form of defeat? Does accepting today’s circumstances mean that we become passive, and that things will never ever change?
Surrender is difficult, yet it often leads to the best things in life.
Last weekend I was visiting my new favourite spot, the farmers market, situated just a short bicycle ride from my new house. I had some yummy goodies in my basket, and the lady smiled at me behind the counter. “That’ll be €21,21. Oh how nice, that’s an angelic number!” Lately I have been seeing numbers everywhere, so at home I had to google the significance of this latest addition, the number 2121.
How many times have you asked yourself, why am I really here? How many times have you wondered what your purpose was for this life on earth, for what did you come here for, what are you here to learn?
No matter how many times I read about it and hear about it, I still seem to struggle with the simple fact that we should always, and I mean always, lean into joy in life.
I wish I had a blueprint in life. The kind that everyone else seems to be having. Or maybe I did receive it as well, but I must have misplaced it.
How to manifest the essence of your desires is not always so simple.
Happiness is a state of being we all seek, as if it’s something grand and majestic. We seem to structurally forget that happiness is actually hiding in the smallest of moments in life, happiness is actually a choice.
Sometimes we lose faith in the Universe, we pick a fight and yell “Where’s my stuff, I need it now, I have been good, deliver it to me already!!” Because if we don’t see it / taste it / hear it, it clearly does not exist, right?
During the early summer I was walking the streets of Helsinki, Finland (my home country and city where I lived for 3 years before moving to the Philippines). The sun was shining, my step was light, and I felt the familiar power I had when I used to live there. I was independent, in love, free and felt successful. I was a 30-something urban woman who enjoyed the freedom of double-income-no-kids. Weekends were filled with croissants in bed and dancing in bars.