Before I Die, I Will..

I’m sure everyone has an unwritten bucket list. Just some things that, if you think about, you decide “hm, I’d like to do that at some point”.

But, most of the time, those thoughts fade and they forget what they want to do. Maybe because they are busy with their job, their family – anything. Regardless, most of what we want to do/try gets brushed under the rug and forgotten.

That’s why, my reader, I want to push you to remove the rug.

If you discover some thing that you would like to do, especially if you think it will make you happy,

Do it.

I know, I know. It’s easier said than done. But, at least try not to forget what you want to do. Don’t get lost in your life. A good-paying job may allow you to buy a lot of stuff, sure. But, in the end, you want to look over your life and know that you truly lived. With enough memories that could make you live twenty more years.

Make a list, and title it “Before I die, I will…” and fill in the blank.

Hell, fill in the blank a hundred times.

Fill it will a million things!

Do what makes you happy.

And please, please, please…

Don’t get lost in a life that makes you unhappy. 

Max Ehrmann’s Got a Point (and a Poem)

My psych professor mentioned the following poem during my last lecture, and I read through it several times to really take it in for all that it is. If you have time, and it is fairly long, I suggest you read it. Or, maybe save it as a bookmark and read it when you can.

But, when (and if) you read it, make sure you have enough time to break it down and read it wholeheartedly. 

“Desiderata”

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

Personality Above Instagram Likes

This topic has been somewhat bothering me for a while.

As a person who gets between sixteen and fifty likes (on a very good day, with very good content), I know that “likes” make you feel good.

“Oh, twenty-three people really like my face!”
“Fifty-four likes for a mere dog picture???”
“I JUST BROKE SIXTY FOR MY PICTURE OF THE MOON!!”

I get it, you get it. We all get it.

That is not my issue.

If it were up to me, I would choose the most kind-hearted people to gift them with hundreds of likes. And, I do. I blessed only the people I feel are good people with my insta-love. That may not make much of a difference, but, it makes me feel like I’m somewhat telling these people “you’re a good person, keep being you.”

Most of the people I follow are the one’s I believe are good. A like for you, a like for you. Nice. But, I do follow some people who fit the “other” category.

If you’re picking up what I’m putting down, you probably have seen this before. If not, I’ll set the scene.

Here’s me, scrolling, looking for funny comics, cute selfies, dogs (times a thousand), superher- “Oh look, this person’s selfie broke two-hundred. If only they were as pretty on the inside as they seem to be on the outside.”

I’m talking about the people who comment things like “kill yourself” on other people’s wall, or call girls slut for posting a tasteful picture of them at the beach. The people who’s amount of likes have gone to their head and believe the facade that “so many people like me, so the awful things I do don’t count. Yay me.”

Wrong.

Here’s a lesson,

Your like count doesn’t always mean you’re beautiful on the inside. Be a good person and make those likes real. Make them count for something. Gain your followers by being kind hearted, not because you’re a “savage”. 

At the end of the day, being a “savage” isn’t going to gain you real friends.