Dear friend,
I'm not as brave as you think I am. Mostly, I just pretend to be, barging head on, dealing with the consequences only when they come. Other than that, I'm just plain crazy and open to the idea of trying everything and anything, as much as I can. Call that brave? I don't think so. It's just trying to live life like never before. And hey, asking yourself "What will you choose if you know you're going to die in a month" works pretty well thus far for me. Give it a try?
One thing we're born to do is to learn. It never ends. Thus far, we've learnt to sit up, stand, walk, jump, run, swim, cycle, talk, sing, scream, draw, feed ourselves, dress ourselves, and many many more. We go on to learn how to skate, snorkel, canoe, drive, shoot and many many more. Learning to be independent and being self-sufficient will come in one day, only if you let them. It has nothing to do with whether or not you're brave. It has to do with whether you're willing to accept them into your life. Give them a try?
Seek, and you shall find.
Ask, and you shall receive.
Give them a try my dear friend.
After all, we fell countless of times while trying to walk. So what's the difference with a few more now? Do we give up taking a chance just because we're more conscious of the fall now? Will you live with that? If your answer is yes, then perhaps a three-year old is better off than you, and yes, braver than you too.
Sometimes it's about letting go and taking chances. Sometimes it's about pretending to be brave. Sometimes it's about being thoughtless and careless, throwing oneself into the fire and living it out. Sometimes it's about being curious and spontaneous. Sometimes it's about playing safe. Sometimes it's about practicality. Sometimes it's about everything. Sometimes it's about nothing. Sometimes it just is.
It's not about being brave, because I'm definitely not brave. It's just that crazy and pretence work for me.
You'll find something which works for you. You will.
Otherwise, I'll share my crazy and pretence with you. I promise.
You can do it my dear friend. You're more than you give yourself credit for.
I love you.
Xoxo,
Elise
I'm not as brave as you think I am. Mostly, I just pretend to be, barging head on, dealing with the consequences only when they come. Other than that, I'm just plain crazy and open to the idea of trying everything and anything, as much as I can. Call that brave? I don't think so. It's just trying to live life like never before. And hey, asking yourself "What will you choose if you know you're going to die in a month" works pretty well thus far for me. Give it a try?
One thing we're born to do is to learn. It never ends. Thus far, we've learnt to sit up, stand, walk, jump, run, swim, cycle, talk, sing, scream, draw, feed ourselves, dress ourselves, and many many more. We go on to learn how to skate, snorkel, canoe, drive, shoot and many many more. Learning to be independent and being self-sufficient will come in one day, only if you let them. It has nothing to do with whether or not you're brave. It has to do with whether you're willing to accept them into your life. Give them a try?
Seek, and you shall find.
Ask, and you shall receive.
Give them a try my dear friend.
After all, we fell countless of times while trying to walk. So what's the difference with a few more now? Do we give up taking a chance just because we're more conscious of the fall now? Will you live with that? If your answer is yes, then perhaps a three-year old is better off than you, and yes, braver than you too.
Sometimes it's about letting go and taking chances. Sometimes it's about pretending to be brave. Sometimes it's about being thoughtless and careless, throwing oneself into the fire and living it out. Sometimes it's about being curious and spontaneous. Sometimes it's about playing safe. Sometimes it's about practicality. Sometimes it's about everything. Sometimes it's about nothing. Sometimes it just is.
It's not about being brave, because I'm definitely not brave. It's just that crazy and pretence work for me.
You'll find something which works for you. You will.
Otherwise, I'll share my crazy and pretence with you. I promise.
You can do it my dear friend. You're more than you give yourself credit for.
I love you.
=)
Xoxo,
Elise
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