Can We Just Stop Talking About Shit And Actually Do Something?

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Recently, I was sitting with an acquaintance of mine. She wanted to pick my brain, and even though, I absolutely despise that phrase, I decided to do it, because I don’t want to be a completely selfish human being. As we were sitting down, and chatting, I explained to her that I go to bed at around 730 or 8pm, because my nighttime routines take a bit of time, so I actually fall asleep around 830 or 9pm. And then, I wake up around 530 or 6am. Depending on the day.

Her comeback to that was, “Wow, that’s around 9 hours. You must have no stress in your life at all.”

I wanted to cut her to pieces right then and there, because she was making an assumption about my entire life and persona based on the fact that I sleep really well. The truth is that this person that I was speaking to is absolutely fucking miserable.

She’s unhappy. Absolutely unhappy. Her solution to all of her misery?? To sit with other miserable people and chatter and whitter about it all freaking day and night. (more…)

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Your Thoughts Are Creating Your World All The Time

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A few days ago, I went over with a couple of friends to hike a waterfall near the city. We are so lucky to live here in Chiang Mai. There are lots of waterfalls, and forests right around the corner from our homes. We rode on a motorbike for ten minutes and we were in a jungle area. It was a fun and difficult hike, at least for me, as it was a hot day. But when we got to the waterfall, the cool water dropping on our heads, made it all worth it.

Why am I telling you this story? Well, this is what happened when we were standing by the waterfall. The water was coming down with some great force, and I said, without thinking about it, to a friend who was standing a bit too close to the edge, “Be careful. Don’t fall down the edge.” (more…)

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I’m Not A Writer. I’m Not A Singer. I’m Not An Actor. I’m Not A Dancer.

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Ever since, I moved to Chiang Mai (CM), not that long ago, I have been on a personal pilgrimage. I started off thinking this trip was going to be about one thing – working on my business, and that alone was my reason to come to CM. The first week passed in a flurry of getting used to my apartment, finding internet, finding a water delivery service, finding good places to eat at, fixing broken microwaves, lamps, and finally, getting used to the damn heat.

Throughout this, I kept on doing my morning pages that I had started on September 11th, 2016. Every morning, I sat down like clockwork, and wrote 3 long-hand pages of stream-of-consciousness. Due to my move to CM, and the resulting loss of identity, ego, and routine, I found that the morning pages were revealing long-lost parts of myself. I rediscovered a love for the theatre, singing, watercolour painting, walking, and fashion. It was as if I had been asleep for a long time, and all of a sudden, I was waking up.

Self-Discovery Is A Journey, Not The End Product

The self-discovery process is still going strong, but a lot of my ‘I’m nots’ have been disappearing away. I used to believe, I’m not an actress. I’m not a singer. I’m not a dancer. I’m not a writer. I’m not a storyteller. I had a billion stories I told myself, all of which were false. In taking these stories out of myself and seeing them for the falsehoods they were, I realized, Yes, I’m a writer, singer, dancer, actress, painter, and whatever else I wanted to be. (more…)

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