As life is always layered, the roots are always much deeper.
The world becomes more complicated than ever - where every intention is observed. It made everyone mean. Yet, somehow it also became simpler.
After one too many honest conversations with ourselves, we find peace. And of course, those conversations are continuous. But that’s not even the hardest part. The harder part is to pursue it - the leap of faith.
I can’t help but realize this year’s journey was about the relationship between love and truth. What comes first? What’s more important? What’s left when one is absent? And what does it feel like when truth and love coexist without much friction?
When death is in sight, which matters more - truth or love? What would you let go of last?
What happens when someone doesn’t realize they’re being abusive? How long do you tolerate before standing up and walking away? How much is enough? How much is too much? I’ve been doing this math my whole life. A delicate dance indeed.
My New Year’s resolution is to know when to slow down, to release the excessive energy that can't be directed towards love and healing. To know when it’s too much - that's to know how to truly live with low time preference. A challenge, as always.
Have been watching Pluribus - apparently one of the most watched shows on Apple TV? LOL - see how much people are starving for peace and love? And how much rejection we’re willing to endure when it comes to unconditional love, all because of fear and trauma. It’s heartbreaking, all the grief that comes with it.
I’m grateful for everything that lined up exactly as it did, so a delicate piece of consciousness like me gets to witness it all.
Would you do nothing when you could have done anything? What would you do? Maybe that should be our New Year’s resolution.
Cheers to peace. Love is the cure.
Happy New Year 🥂✨
