Life happens at lightning speed, and it is our responsibility to slow it down to a pace where we can make meaning of the seemingly pointless chaos that makes up our lifetime. During the COVID-19 lockdown, while trying to grasp how my life turned out the way it did, weeks on end of yearning, longing, and a health scare narrowed my priorities. Finally, I decided to pour out my heart on the pages of my diary, with one focus: to write what I would have loved to share with the one my heart yearns for. Over the course of 2 years, I kept writing; sometimes it would flow for days, at other times, months would go by without any inspiration. As time went on, it became apparent that these were not just letters to my loved one, but they had taken on a form of life lessons, wisdom capsules that a predecessor compiles and hands over to a successor. The idea sat for another two years, remaining in the realm of thought, until the spark took hold, and the flame came alive, bursting into the physi...
It has been a hazy couple of years, and like a dripping faucet, the energy I usually derive from putting my thoughts into words have leaked away into the great unknown. What joy is there in sharing my most intimate thoughts with complete strangers? Is there a point to us humans just curious about what is going on in other people’s lives? No matter the color of your skin, or the society that produced you, connection, not isolation is woven into our DNA, and we thrive or otherwise in direct proportion to the quality of our association, or more specifically, the people closest to us, the people we spend majority of our time with. Like sponges, we gradually absorb the mannerisms, behaviors, and biases of the people closest to us, and like perfect mirrors, reflect the same with near perfection. Take a good look at your closest associates today, and ask yourself if you can achieve your life goals with the same set of minds. While it is not black and white, you can begin by making small ...