Things I Learned After Moving From One Paradise To Another Paradise.
While Cultivating Gratitude.
It’s impossible to control.
We have zero control over the outcome of every situation in our lives.
Sometimes we struggle and that is normal.
Be it due to social programming or due to the nature of changes.
Things may run off tracks, and that is okay.
If you, the person reading this, want to spend some time to understand me, the one writing this, I will express myself rawly here.
I was scared to do this for a while, but this is the start of another mean·ing·ful·less article where I’ll share learning's and deep feelings.
There is so much noise going on in my mind right now.
I’m amazed by how people can live in this reality and treat it as normal. Our focus is constantly deviating from one screen to the next, from one problem to the other. I was feeling like this today.
We are becoming dumb minds. Numb minds.
Please allow me to heal myself by focusing on only one thing: Writing.
I feel allowed to speak about this because I’ve experienced freedom.
I know that comfort is free and abundant when we are living rawly in nature.
I remember moving to a wooden bungalow 5 meters away from the beach and having nothing to complain about for the next two months.
It was very easy for me to get used to life in nature. If you want to check it out there are some pictures on my instagram.
I remember drinking mango juices everyday. And eating Pad-Thai with vegetables and tofu for something less than 2 euros.
I remember jamming on sunsets at zen beach.
Chanting mantras on kirtan
Going to alchemy with sacred geometry with friends.
That’s past now.
And I will use this opportunity to shred these memories.
Now I just moved to Brazil again.
I’m living in an apartment in the seventh floor, in the middle of a big city, with my view blocked by two big ass fucking buildings...
I’m back to concrete jungle.
But don’t understand me wrong here.
This is my perspective. I’m just complaining and I don’t even know why.
I think that I just heard a lot of bullshit in these last few days.
Complaining became my new normal.
I see people complaining about everything, everywhere here in Brazil.
They are just overthinking. Stucked in a loop, either imagining about the future or trying to change something that already happened.
I wish to see more gratefulness. People grateful for anything, anytime.
Because that’s what I just realized: I still have a lot to be grateful for.
I have a computer with internet to write this. I have a room to sleep safely and a roof with bathroom and flowing water. That’s more than what 1/3 of Earth’s population currently have.
And there is more to be grateful for…
Where I moved to is again paradise in it’s own way.
It’s again, 2 blocks away from the beach.
From the Brazilian Caribe if you may.
But wow, how much noise and victim-ism there is here.
When it comes life in big city, the mindset changes a lot. It’s not like a tropical island at all…
I have to say that It was overwhelming at first. Like a big strike of reality.
At the same time there are two different realities. Two sides of the same coin Existing together.
There is this beautiful community helping each other to grow in self-improvement and awareness practices, where vegetarianism is normal and you can talk about energy in small talks.
This place exists and is a tropical island in thailand called Koh Phangang.
And there is this other place, which is also beautiful, but full of meat-eaters, football lovers, and haters of joy. A bunch of people staring at your eyes but not able to speak a word.
I wasn’t fair in the last phrase.
Instead of erasing it I will correct myself here.
There is also some very warm and friendly people living in Brazil. People with big smiles and a cheerful “Bom Dia” — good day. People with naturally open hearts and wisdom from experience.
This happens sometimes. It’s part of this duality game called life.
What a pleasant start of the day it was when I decided to smile at everyone that I walked past.
And some actually just smiled back at me… For no reason.
Happiness is not something that comes to you, happiness comes from you. Happiness isn’t something that you get, it’s something that you choose. Happiness isn’t the destination. Happiness is the Ferrari that you drive to arrive faster at the destination.
after this long day, I am ready to get some sleep and live tomorrow with intensity... When we tap into our freedom state, we get to choose what we want to do. And every day becomes different. We sometimes are writers, sometimes we are athletes,entrepreneurs, friends, lovers, parents, childrens.
Whatever it is, just don’t forget that most of all, we all have the right to enjoy and run and play.
Be it in a big city, be it in a small city.
We are worthy of love. We are worthy of success.
We are worthy of health and also worthy of healing.
Today I state something that was a struggle for me in these last two weeks. Today I choose to take responsibility for changing and adapting to the new.
I am choosing to be like a diamond.
A diamond is only a charcoal that got well under pressure.
As always,
Thanks For Reading ❤
