I’d like to talk about your comfort zone for a moment. You know, that place where you exist but you’re not really living. You’re just floating vaguely throughout the days; accepting whatever the circumstances around you have to offer, even when it’s not really what you want. It’s so easy to get comfortable, to get used to the things and people around you, to snuggle up in your comfort zone where nothing flourishes. You’ll only find yourself standing at a standstill. Tell me, have you ever drifted mindlessly throughout the day and end up with your head on your pillow at the end of the night with thoughts of what could be starting to flood through your mind? When you know there’s something better, something more out there, but it’s not here?
There is so much more out there to the world than you think. Don’t get too comfortable. Don’t settle down so easily. Don’t be afraid of adventure. Don’t be afraid to take that risk. Don’t fall for the illusion that you can’t be who you choose to be, that you can’t live the life you want to live. Don’t allow the hands of society to dictate who you will become when it’s not what you want. Don’t settle for just anyone when they don’t even move you in ways that you’ve never felt before, when they don’t push you to grow and grow. Don’t be afraid when those around you don’t want you to change because they’re used to the idea of how they want you to be. Don’t fall into the endless and mindless routine that everyone else strives for—the very same routine where people are desperately looking for a way out; any way to escape the dull reality they live in, abusing themselves with moments that don’t last for pleasures that temporarily fill in the void.
Fear will cloud your mind and it’s only because it’s letting you know that something is about to change. And the only way that you can truly live is if you grow, and you can only grow if you allow yourself to change. Change isn’t always bad. You need to feel afraid and uncomfortable. You need to feel challenged. You need to be shaken up. You need to step out of your comfort zone. You need to feel like you’re stepping into dangerous territory where there is no light, because at the same time, you may be embarking on the most wonderful and rewarding experience of your entire life.
lifeofbeardo asked: Top 5 favorite books?
Sorry, I realized I just spat out a lot of books but I really loved these and you asked.. so haha :P
- HARRY POTTER (Order of the Phoenix was my FAVOURITE)
- The Inheritance Cycle (Eragon, Eldest, Brisngr, and Inheritane)
- Gone: The Series (Gone, Lies, Plague, Fear, and Light)
- The Enemy: Series (The Enemy, The Dead, The Fear, The Sacrifice, The Fallen)
- The Mortal Instruments Series (City of Bones, City of Ashes, City of Glass, City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls, (waiting on) City of Heavenly Fire.
- Althought technically it’s own series, I’m gonna amalgamate The Infernal Devices with The Mortal Instruments, since they are “in the same world” (Clockwork Angel, Clockwork Prince (Currently reading) and Clockwork Princess)
- The Farsala Trilogy and His Dark Materials WERE REALLY GOOD TOO.
- I’m also working my way through A Song of Fire and Ice (currently have read the 1st one and on the 2nd)
For some not so “high-fantasy/zombie/post-Apocalypse”:
- Book Thief
- The Messenger both by Markus Zusak.
Yeah, I don’t really read a lot of non-fiction (unless it’s in the form of biographies, historical accounts, anything to do with history really, or religious books - but I’ve left them all out here). I like to escape into crazy magical worlds in my down-time - when I’m not actively pursuing knowledge. But, I guess, one could say that all forms of literature contain traces of wisdom.
This is the fourth book I’ve read in the past week and a half. I’m almost done it too! :D
I really don’t know what possessed me. I haven’t read for pleasure in at least two years.
Sidenote: reading while commuting is soo relaxing.
I don’t know, maybe it’s just me… but when I stay at home all day for more than two days without leaving the house, I feel severely restless. I feel as if there are things that I should be doing that are not getting done (and this is why summer isn’t the most enjoyable time for me. I mean it was when I was a younger - but now all I wanna do is keep “doing”. Whatever it is I need to do; to better myself, to further my opportunities, to meet others, interact and make something beautiful, even if all it produces are sweet, sweet memories. And maybe that’s also why I feel so restless here in the suburbs outside the city. I feel as if I’ve exhausted all my opportunities. And even though there are people here I love, quite deeply, it’s time I leave the nest and do some exploring).
I mean, I love vacations just as much as the next person - but I would never spend it doing nothing.
I guess this is how I’ve learned to live. Constantly in motion.
For now, I guess it’s okay. Even beneficial - only in youth do we have such fervent energy to pursue our dreams. At least, I pray it’s beneficial.
This song has been on repeat all day.
Ahhhhh my parents are watching Lootera.
I weep. Here I am studying the female reproductive system. Not what I had in mind for a sunday night…
I hate it when you visit me in my dreams.
I wake up feeling terrible every time…
Christmas Potluck + Secret Santa!
I was really excited for today and it turned out to be absolutely amazing. Really blessed to have such amazing people in my life. Everyone cooked really well, and the food was absolutely mouth-watering. After dinner, we exchanged gits. For Secret Santa I drew Adriana , whom I gifted a really adorable Mrs. Claus apron which I thought she’d LOVE since she enjoys baking (those are the cookies she baked in the picture set). And Jenny drew me; she gifted me an amazing sweater, which fits so well and is sooo comfy.
After the gift exchange, we built our first ginger bread house (mostly - a few of us have done it before but it was my first)! We had everyone pitch in and we all had a blast!
It’s still pretty early for Christmas ~ but with finals so close we had to make do with what time we had! Hope everyone enjoyed (American) Thanksgiving and had a safe (yet successful) Black Friday. :)
This past year, more than anything, I’ve come to understand the importance of love. More precisely, I’ve recognized the difference between love and attachment.
It’s a very hard thing to grasp, and I’m still working through a lot of things - but what I’ve realized is that there is a VERY fine, yet evident, line between love and attachment. They can be mistaken for the same thing and in a lot of people this causes confusion. I was always confused. Mystics, of all religions, always preached to forsake one’s worldly attachments. But for me, love was such a central tenant of faith, how could I even conceive faith without love? Of course, I was confusing love with attachment.
I’m so happy and proud that finally I can prioritize who I want to see and who I don’t. I’m not as motionless as I used to be when I was faced with confrontations. I can take my own stance and make sure what I want is heard and compromised for (when it matters). I can finally decide who matters and who doesn’t; who I really want in my life and who I don’t.
I used to let people walk all over me; I would glady take all the shit and happily pick myself back up and brush off the dust… I’m not gonna sit here and say that that made me unhappy - because it didn’t. In fact I did it gladly. I would also gladyly do it again if it was needed of me. But I’m quickly learning some people are worth it and others aren’t. Not everyone is worth that much energy. But some people are. It’s just about recognizing it.