Twenty nine years of age

Before getting into the heart of the subject, let me apologize for my unplanned break. My husband and I recently moved to a new city and only now can I confidently say that we have settled in and are comfortable in our new environment; so, I’m officially back! back to blogging every other Sunday.

BACK TO THE BLOG POST… IT IS MY BIRTH MONTH!
I am officially 29 and kinda emotional that my twenties are coming to an end. And with that being said, I thought it’s only fitting that I’d share some highlights (lessons learned) from my 20s.

Age without context is meaningless

My husband always tells me that age is just a number; that being young in spirit is enough; that every time we achieve a certain milestone, we are considered beginners in that particular stage, and therefore, still young. While his words were comforting to a certain extent; they weren’t enough, until he told me this: age without context is meaningless. As we age, we evolve, and achieve new milestones. Do I prefer my life in my early 20s to my life today? No, I love my actual context. Hence, I came to terms with my age and learned to be content with whatever God brings my way.

Paralyzing fear of starting

A new activity regardless of its complexity can be scary. It is like jumping into the unknown, splashing paint on a blank canvas while hoping for an abstract look. It is paralyzing but when properly thought out, not insurmountable. It is like what Franklin D. Roosevelt once said:

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

From the moment we are born, the fear of falling is instilled within us. And as we grow older, the more fears we accumulate. Fear is a part of being human and learning how to control it is the only way to overcome it. I learned not to take fear as an enemy but rather as an emotion that is shamelessly a part of me.

Boxing in my fear in order to find the logic behind it is how I constantly overcome it.

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Pourvu que ça dure…

“Pourvu que ça dure…” is a french phrase that translates into “I hope it lasts”.

This blog post is long overdue… I recently turned 26 and thanks to that, I am here, writing this, for you to read:

I have learned many things the past year and though, I can’t list them all down, I will  highlight a couple of things that you may find useful. But, before getting started, here is a disclaimer: this post may contain spiritual content*

*I usually avoid spirituality in my writing, mainly because one’s relationship with one’s creator is rather a personal matter than a public discussion… BUT, I’m making an exception today; so, let’s get started:

The soul before the body

I believe that my soul was created long before my body came into existence. I also believe that my soul lived in a past realm before this lifetime and will continue to exist past the lifespan of my body, into a future realm. And after this realization, I started wondering why as humans, we tend to nurture our bodies more than our souls.

And I came up with this:

We are infatuated by the seen rather than the unseen. What I mean by “the seen” is THIS LIFE. We all want to live our lives to the fullest: have a good job, travel, look good, dress well, have a picture perfect family, and by all means be referred to as “HIGH POTENTIAL”.

BUT, as much as we should go to the gym to stay healthy and be fit, focus on work to nurture our minds and satisfy our egos… we should also tend to our souls…

Don’t get me wrong, I believe that we all should strive to live to our fullest potential in this lifetime… But, what about : “the unseen”? the afterlife? having peace of mind and ease of heart? I know, it can be hard sometimes, trying to be of great character under shitty circumstances, practicing patience when impatience is of your nature, thinking well of God when your world is falling apart -> yeah, shit does hit the ceiling sometimes.

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