Before this day ends

This post is dedicated to a dear friend who’s been both my biggest critic and an inspiration in life.


Another year down, eh?

How does it usually work for you?

Do you count your years ahead or the ones gone by?

Do you contemplate on the worth of your life, and the ones you bring significance to? Do you ever keep a record of the lives you touch, the healing you provide?

Do you count all those days when you’re there for others before yourself?

Do you care how carelessly you inspire, without trying to be something to someone, without wanting to gain anything in return, by just being you.

Do you know you’re are a healer? You are selfless and raw.

You have the capacity of an ocean, and the humility of mother earth.

Do you know your life matters, not just to you, but to the people you inspire. I, being one of them.

Happy Birthday! 🎉

The bird in cage

Does it happen with you that at certain points in life your mind starts playing games with you?

After you’ve fallen, after you’ve tasted the ash.

It consoles you by altering the perception of reality.

The course has never been worth the fight. The fight has never been worth the preoccupation.

And it changes the course in the blink of an eye. Because it knows you too well. It controls you. It manipulates you. You’re a hurt slave and the master knows just how to appease you. Not too much so you may break out of its slavery, but just enough to keep you going. Just enough to keep you addicted and humbled before it.

And you cannot break free. Because you need it. Because you’re the bird that won’t fly out of the cage. Because you’re the bird that has convinced itself that the life in cage is what you need.

Painting by L Wright

How will you break free now?

How will you keep yourself from quitting?