"Do not believe that he who seeks to comfort you lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life has much difficulty and sadness and remains far behind yours, were it otherwise he would never been able to find those wise words."
-Rainer Rilke
When you meet someone for the first time, what is the first thing you see? Let me guess, your answer will be a physical characteristic...
"People often say 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder,' and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find beauty in places where others have not dared to look, including inside ourselves."
- Salma Hayek
Growing up I always thought I had to do everything by the book. I had to attend school, have a million friends, get good grades, be the best at sports, graduate, get a degree, be perfect, have a rockin' body, make millions, buy the dream house in best neighbourhood, in the biggest city and to just keep thriving... sounds great, yet so incredibly fucking difficult to achieve.
When you sit back and really ponder on who you are as a person and the things that give you the purest joy- is that A+, or biggest house, those millions of dollars and that dream body that you kill yourself day after day to have REALLY that wonderful?
Don't get me wrong, yes, all those things would be lovely to have but that's not what I'm truly asking... At the beginning when I asked what the first thing you saw when you first meet someone was, most will say what they see on the outside (i.e a physical attribute and like I have just listed, the material things in life)
Do your 'good grades', the amount of money you make, the house you live in and your physical attributes define who you are? If you're thinking "YES" right now, please keep reading and at the end of this post give your head a shake and knock some common sense into your brain.
MATERIAL ITEMS AND PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES DO NOT DEFINE WHO YOU ARE.
Every person in the world possess this thing we call "character." With billions of people in the world, there will be more than a few characters that we may not be so fond of and others we will endlessly embrace. That's how it goes.
In this new "social media" era, people show us what they want us to see. They don't want you to know that maybe their marriage is falling apart, or they have a drinking problem, perhaps they cry themselves to sleep every night because their lonely or they don't smile because they hate their teeth, they wear pounds of make up so you don't see the acne problem their hiding and the list goes a miles line... What the hell is everyone being so fake for? When did being "real" become the new fake. What is real anymore?
I use to think that if I was perfect, my life would be easy. That happiness would fall right into my lap and I wouldn't have a god damn worry in the world. How fucking naive was I!
Perfection was a dream I was chasing, round and round in circles for years only to find out that it never existed. Perfection was FAKE imagery designed by the disturbingly vast pool of multimedia outlets telling people how to be.
When I look at my life in terms of 'then' and 'now', it's incredible to see how far a person can come when they quit worrying about what everyone else thinks of them, what every one else is doing, and open your mind to learning, listening, and observing. When I meet someone for the first time, I observe their character, I listen to their words and I learn about who they are. I don't care if; they have green, blue or brown eyes, if the colour of their hair is red, pink or fire red, if their tall or short, if they own a boat, have millions of dollars or have the biggest house on the planet... Those things don't tell me who they are.
What does? Their character, their actions and their words. It's honestly astonishing what you learn about people when you put aside all those exterior nothings...
Never judge a book by it cover because what's on the outside may not always reveal it's true depth. It takes time to sort through each page, every chapter is something new. Every person has their own story, with their own words. When you take away the rugged exterior and dust off the cover, that is when true character is revealed, pure happiness is found, and the best relationship with not just others but with yourself is created.
A lot of people in this world don't get that you get to create the story you tell. You decide the person you want to be. You choose to be happy or sad. All i'm asking is that you be real with yourself and show those beautiful parts of yourself to the world. The world needs a dose of reality.
-Rainer Rilke
When you meet someone for the first time, what is the first thing you see? Let me guess, your answer will be a physical characteristic...
"People often say 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder,' and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find beauty in places where others have not dared to look, including inside ourselves."
- Salma Hayek
Growing up I always thought I had to do everything by the book. I had to attend school, have a million friends, get good grades, be the best at sports, graduate, get a degree, be perfect, have a rockin' body, make millions, buy the dream house in best neighbourhood, in the biggest city and to just keep thriving... sounds great, yet so incredibly fucking difficult to achieve.
When you sit back and really ponder on who you are as a person and the things that give you the purest joy- is that A+, or biggest house, those millions of dollars and that dream body that you kill yourself day after day to have REALLY that wonderful?
Don't get me wrong, yes, all those things would be lovely to have but that's not what I'm truly asking... At the beginning when I asked what the first thing you saw when you first meet someone was, most will say what they see on the outside (i.e a physical attribute and like I have just listed, the material things in life)
Do your 'good grades', the amount of money you make, the house you live in and your physical attributes define who you are? If you're thinking "YES" right now, please keep reading and at the end of this post give your head a shake and knock some common sense into your brain.
MATERIAL ITEMS AND PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES DO NOT DEFINE WHO YOU ARE.
Every person in the world possess this thing we call "character." With billions of people in the world, there will be more than a few characters that we may not be so fond of and others we will endlessly embrace. That's how it goes.
In this new "social media" era, people show us what they want us to see. They don't want you to know that maybe their marriage is falling apart, or they have a drinking problem, perhaps they cry themselves to sleep every night because their lonely or they don't smile because they hate their teeth, they wear pounds of make up so you don't see the acne problem their hiding and the list goes a miles line... What the hell is everyone being so fake for? When did being "real" become the new fake. What is real anymore?
I use to think that if I was perfect, my life would be easy. That happiness would fall right into my lap and I wouldn't have a god damn worry in the world. How fucking naive was I!
Perfection was a dream I was chasing, round and round in circles for years only to find out that it never existed. Perfection was FAKE imagery designed by the disturbingly vast pool of multimedia outlets telling people how to be.
When I look at my life in terms of 'then' and 'now', it's incredible to see how far a person can come when they quit worrying about what everyone else thinks of them, what every one else is doing, and open your mind to learning, listening, and observing. When I meet someone for the first time, I observe their character, I listen to their words and I learn about who they are. I don't care if; they have green, blue or brown eyes, if the colour of their hair is red, pink or fire red, if their tall or short, if they own a boat, have millions of dollars or have the biggest house on the planet... Those things don't tell me who they are.
What does? Their character, their actions and their words. It's honestly astonishing what you learn about people when you put aside all those exterior nothings...
Never judge a book by it cover because what's on the outside may not always reveal it's true depth. It takes time to sort through each page, every chapter is something new. Every person has their own story, with their own words. When you take away the rugged exterior and dust off the cover, that is when true character is revealed, pure happiness is found, and the best relationship with not just others but with yourself is created.
A lot of people in this world don't get that you get to create the story you tell. You decide the person you want to be. You choose to be happy or sad. All i'm asking is that you be real with yourself and show those beautiful parts of yourself to the world. The world needs a dose of reality.
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