Even though I am not at your place of rest, in my heart is where you will always be. Happy birthday, Dad…

If you’ve ever felt like “getting away” but didn’t know how, the Universe might be giving you a nudge to take action.

Even if you can’t realistically travel far and wide, what about a train ride across the country? Or a local bus tour? Yup, you heard right. How often have we told friends visiting from out of town that we actually don’t know what our city has to offer in the way of entertainment, the arts, or nature?

Whatever our daily toiling consists of, we get caught up in the grind. The world continues to revolve with responsibilities, challenges and all sorts of distressing news and events, so that our brain is so fried that we can’t think straight. We want to “bust out” but don’t know how.

I often hear people say that they are afraid to try something new. But once they do it, they wish they had done it sooner. We know time waits for no one so maybe “now” is the time to do something different. Maybe it’s an idea we’ve had in the back of our mind but thought “well, some day…”

Finally, we don’t necessarily have to “go somewhere” to get away. We can read a good book. With technology exhaustion, feeling and smelling a paperback novel is physically refreshing. Engaging in the book’s contents is mentally refreshing by taking you somewhere without you having to go anywhere.

Our energy needs to go somewhere. That “somewhere” can be simple but provide abundant returns. That “somewhere” can be within reach. Instead of predicting the means or the destination, take action. Don’t just keep wishing — participate.

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I’m fine.

Small talk included.

But seriously, how fine are you, really?

Generally, we prefer to give the impression we are doing well. Other than certain people who like to go into details at the onset explaining how they’re feeling, most of us skim over the hardcore reality of what we are feeling deep down. We hide what is really going on, whether it is due to fear of judgment, not wanting to cause worry to others, or our general self-protective nature. And sometimes, we just don’t want to spend the time to go into why we aren’t feeling “fine.”

We constantly seek temporary happiness. We find this in brief relationships, buying new clothes, going out to socialize, eat and drink, and doing things to try to fill our joy bucket. When the relationship ends or clothes get weathered and worn, we look for other “shiny” new things.

Isn’t it funny that over time, the things that gave us joy lose their power? We forget how long it took to save for that new jacket and how excited we were to be able to buy it and wear it. Then one day we are leafing through our closet to find something and we spot that jacket hanging all the way in the back in a dark corner, looking forlorn, tired and forgotten. Somewhere along the way, it had lost its appeal. We forgot about its existence because we have other newer, more appealing things to dote on.

Even though we know that we can’t take it with us when we leave this physical world, we still look for these material things. We don’t look deep within ourselves.

This is why as we get older, we look to the simpler things in life that give us joy. Growing plants in the garden becomes a way to fill our bucket. I’ve noticed that more and more men (woohoo!), as well as women, often speak happily about what they’ve successfully grown in their yards. Men actually have a nurturing way, even though it is different from women. And, the garden doesn’t discriminate.

I am thrilled that people are starting to come out of traditions and shells, and discover their creativity.

Watching seeds grow into beautiful plants and trees gives us a sense of joy that doesn’t compare to buying a another new shirt. Walking in nature and breathing in fresh air surrounded by trees and birds doesn’t compare to buying that tenth pair of new shoes.

It doesn’t mean that we can’t appreciate how material things makes us feel. There’s a balance.

It’s taken a long time to shift my thinking but as time passes, I find myself feeling the best version of “fine” that I can be. Life’s challenges will always jump in to interrupt my momentum every so often but overall, my “fine” is always present, especially when I am in my yard.

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No wonder our brain is so occupied, and anxiety lives in it rent-free. Why do we allow this? Because we know of no other way. We can’t help but worry and stress about making decisions. After all, we want to make the “right” decision. We don’t want to make mistakes. We learn that mistakes cost, and sometimes the result is so intense that it stays with us. We then feel so down about making a wrong decision that we avoid getting entangled in a similar situation in the future. This avoidance can be so severe that it stunts us from welcoming new adventures and experiences. But each decision and result, while they may feel similarly, are different and unique each time.

A bad breakup in a relationship could prevent someone from ever wanting to go on a date again. And if the person does find the courage to go out again despite the previous experience, and the new relationship also ends badly, it is chalked up to yet “another bad breakup.” While it is lumped in the same negative category, each relationship is completely different.

What the person focuses on is the feeling of loss or disappointment and vows to never get into a new relationship again. What is unfortunate is that the person may then not meet someone who can become that special person in a flourishing relationship.

Sometimes we should listen to our inner voice, our intuition. We all have it, but are we listening? And sometimes the answer comes knocking on our door. It’s up to us whether we open it.

Maybe there is a little nagging feeling when we are faced with making a decision. Hmmmm, should I accept that job offer? Or, maybe we answer “yes!” immediately, feeling like there is no other answer but yes because that job sounds fantastic. That is our intuition.

But will it be the right decision? Who knows? If we never make bad decisions, we won’t learn anything. Without the mistakes, we won’t realize what works better for us in the future. Mistakes help us learn to make better decisions.

Opening ourselves up to possibilities might just pave the way toward something wonderful.

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Wherever I worked, this skill was sought after by CEOs and company leaders who had a ton on their plate that they were more than happy to relinquish and hand over to someone who wasn’t afraid of the “pile-up.”

Turning from one task to another to another, and often all at the same time, gave me a sense of accomplishment. Seeing the CEO’s face light up with amazement gave me the chills. Going home after a full day of completing a multitude of tasks in a seamless way made me feel like a magician - a very needed and wanted one, too.

My multi-tasking skills have definitely leaked into my life outside of work - slowly at first, but then picked up speed as I discovered that I could get so much done even at home, in an efficient, time-managed fashion. I felt like my “magic” was taken to a whole other level, and it was invigorating.

However, this “heralded” momentum had to come to a skidding halt when I developed chronic pain issues. The pandemic year 2020 and having to shelter in place was actually a blessing in disguise because it forced me to take a break. I felt cornered, forced to rethink about everything in my life. Health issues can do that.

I realized much later that my health issues was a sign for me, that I needed to take time to think about everything that I was doing and thinking in my life. Was I overdoing? Did my multi-tasking skills become run down? Was my body being alerted that I needed to pay attention to my mind? Did I need to pivot my priorities?

That time period is possibly one of the most valuable experiences in my life. It taught me that my life was spinning out of control, much like a car hydroplaning on a busy freeway. I went from feeling proud of my skills to realizing that it is also okay to slow down.

Slowing down has had a negative connotation. People make fun of sloths and turtles but being smart about your journey is more important than mere speed. We all know that the tortoise won the race even though the hare assumed it would win, being much more nimble and quick.

Well, I’ve decided to be smarter about life. I can still do a lot of different things in an efficient manner. Good time management, assessment and constant reprioritization are a smart way to go about it. But I also learned that my spirit is just as, if not more, important than my mind and body. Maybe my health issues stemmed from my spirit breaking down because I felt helpless.

This epiphany has forced me to notice that being grounded and taking stock of what it is I’m doing and thinking and feeling, are the foundation of what it is that elevates and supports good health and daily life.

With this knowledge, I can use my “magical” skills in a more mind-body-spirit balanced way. In fact, we are all magicians, each in our own way. It’s not going to happen overnight. It is a continuing journey that we are fortunate to be on.

But, I have gotten better at detecting when to seize the opportunity to share and when to keep to myself. Intuition is actually quite remarkable.

One of the most challenging things is to keep my thoughts to myself when I’ve hurdled incredibly challenging experiences that result in what seem like impossibly amazing outcomes. Dare I call them miracles? Why isn’t there a better word to describe them? We need new words! I naturally want to tell the world so everyone can enjoy a more healed and joyful life.

But I know the world isn’t ready. Except for those already in my corner - and I do not take them for granted! - I need to remain unbreakable in my journey, widening it with even more openness and awareness. And for some who are not ready, might be ready tomorrow. I’ve definitely been surprised on many occasions!

It’s not always easy to remember that we need to allow and face challenges because they are for our learning along the way. I’ve had my share of doubts and had to move through the “why me?!” syndrome.

And sometimes the challenge seems insurmountable. Whether it be emotional or physical, I’m not going to lie - the pain can be excruciating, the suffering relentless. But when I take time to become aware of it, I find a way to work through it by becoming “friends” with it. As ridiculous as that may sound to many, it truly helps release the blocked energy, and allows a shift to occur in my body. It may not be physically apparent but the transformation does happen. Where I put my focus is where the energy activates and moves.

For everything is energy, and if I connect with it not on just a physical level, I can begin healing. We humans have an incredible ability to change our energy. We just don’t access that ability enough.

So instead of feeling sorry for myself for feeling occasional pangs of loneliness in my healing journey, I transform the energy into feeling incredibly fortunate for being able to tap into my powerful energetic being. I am grateful that the Universe has guided and led me. No matter the obstacle or adversity, I am determined to expand and deepen my consciousness for the greater good. And that gives me a unique kind of joy that is incomparable to any other.

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You secretly wish you are wealthy so you can afford to pay someone to wash your bed sheets every day and clean the floor. Tidiness makes you happy.

While these may not all be perfectionist-syndrome symptoms, they are definitely some form of obsessive-compulsive behavior.

I know I display much of this behavior but let me assure you, this wasn’t always the case.

Growing up, the room I shared with my siblings was a mess. Whenever I changed out of the clothes I wore, I’d leave them on the floor until there was a pile at the end of the week. A couple of times my mom would find my shorts standing upright on the floor, as if I had stepped out of them and my body were still in it. In fact, I took a photo of it. I must find it so I can add it here on Substack one day. It is a work of art!

I don’t know what caused me to do a complete reversal in this behavior. Much later in my adult years, I went from a complete and lazy mess to someone who is obsessed with tidiness.

Maybe it has to do with the kinds of jobs I’ve had. I quickly learned that I needed order at work, and that bled into my personal life. I got tired of not being able to find anything. I realized order was needed in my environment. It made me feel a sense of accomplishment, relief, and of ease. It was profound.

Unfortunately, people who know this about me feel like they have to tiptoe because they see me giving them the side eye if they walk beyond the “designated” area in the foyer with their shoes on. I can’t help imagine the stuff that they step on outside and tracking it indoors. Once I even imagined yellow tape to cordon off the “no street shoes zone!”

Over the years I’ve tried to work on changing this behavior. It’s been difficult but I try to keep to the “everything in moderation” outlook. I don’t need the floor to be lickable. I have been stretching out the time between wash loads, even when the dirty laundry hamper beckons to me. I try to be aware of the times I feel a gnawing compulsion to tidy. Instead I assess the situation and see that while things are not perfectly in place, it’s all good. Everything in its time and it doesn’t have to be “now.” There is such thing as a healthy pace.

This awareness eventually spread into my whole being. I noticed that when I pause and become conscious of my compulsion, I remember I do not need to do everything yesterday. There is no need to feel “behind” or “remiss.” My breaths slow down and the panic subsides. I know this helps alleviate unnecessary anxiety that I hold without realizing it.

I’m still recovering but I want others who are like me to know they aren’t alone. We need to be kinder to ourselves. We need to know it’s okay if things are out of place once in a while. We are not responsible for everything. We need to realize how much “quiet” anxiety we hold in wanting things to be orderly and tidy. It doesn’t mean we shed our desire to maintain a healthy space. We just do it in moderation.

Healthy pace, happy space.

Half the year has raced by. Here we are, catapulted to the month of June. Seriously, what is happening to time?!

I turn around and another day, week or month flies by. Unfortunately, we won’t win the race with time. So don’t waste another minute. Do what you’ve been wanting to do, today. Now.

What do I consider one of my biggest achievements while running in this race? The day I wrote my first Substack post and hit the publish button. And I intend to do more “firsts” so that one day, I will look back and not feel regret for all the “some days.”

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When anyone asks, you want to say, “I do not compute.”

Instead, you peel yourself back up…from the chair, from the floor, wherever you may have momentarily landed. And you keep going.

So many of you are caregivers. It’s one thing when it’s a job. You get to go home.

It’s another thing when it’s family. You feel obliged, though deep down you know you are doing it out of love. No matter how much you want to lay your weary, pained and broken body down and sleep in a cocoon for days, you can’t.

There are different levels of care. For some, it is a never-ending, constant battle to keep doing whatever is needed 24/7 and to stay awake. The moment you question your sanity, duty calls and you have to keep going.

It becomes difficult to know what time of the day, or night, it is. One day bleeds into the next. Each hour, even each minute, feels surreal, like you are just going through excruciating motions. Your body is wracked with pain but you somehow push through to the point you no longer feel your body. You are moving along, but not believing how you are still able to function. In the back of your mind, you wonder if you have some guardian angel that is keeping you alive. Physically you feel like a marionette but mentally your heart is big and generous.

No one can possibly understand how overwhelming and exhausting caregiving truly is. You don’t even get to catch a breath at times.

I have so much admiration for those who do or have done this. No matter the level of care you are providing to a loved one, you deserve honorable mention.

In my book, you are truly what a superhero is made of.

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What’s to be done about it? There’s no easy answer but let me share my take.

It’s all about allowance. When I’m faced with a challenge, I need to allow myself to recognize it and then address it. It may take a while to figure out a solution but sometimes, the solution is not to take any action. We tend to assume that we have to take some kind of action in order to be effective or successful, but no action is sometimes the answer.

When I feel pressured to “take action,” I know that I have to be smarter about it. If time allows, I will wait. I will consider the issue and file it away for later. Making hasty decisions can make things worse.

I also need to allow myself some grace. If I can’t come up with an answer right away, I need to take it easier on myself. I’ve found that when I do this, I am not acting on my emotions. I look at the situation more objectively, and with more clarity. Sometimes I am surprised that as time passes, the answer becomes crystal clear.

When it’s time to sleep, I allow myself to start the evening process by doing things to wind down and relax. When I think about the things that went well, I can’t help but put a smile on my face. It brings me to the present and into the state of gratitude. No matter how bad things seem to feel, appreciating what I do have washes over the negative.

Unwinding helps bring the cortisol level down. There’s something comforting about going to bed. I welcome the feeling that I got things done - I no longer beat myself up if I couldn’t get everything done. Getting some things done is an accomplishment. I used to expect too much out of myself. That didn’t always lead to positive outcomes.

On those nights that I experience interrupted sleep, I don’t toss and turn, wishing sleep into my being. Instead, I allow those moments. I become aware of what may be spinning around in my head. I then shift the focus back to the good things that happened that day, and gradually am lulled back to sleep.

If it’s just virtually impossible to return to sleep, I read a book. The act of reading quiets whatever I was fretting about earlier. My eyes get droopy after a few pages before I start to drift and then feel ready to hit the hay again.

There are still nights when I lose hours of sleep. It’s those times when I wake up at two or three in the morning and am wide awake all the way until dawn. It’s also those times when I actually feel tired but can’t fall asleep until four in the morning. I’ve become better at allowing this. I no longer try to force myself to sleep. I just think about how fortunate I am to be able to close my eyes and be wrapped in a comfortable blanket. It’s this mental shift into the present that calms my wandering thoughts.

I no longer fight with sleeplessness. It’s not like I’ve become friends with it. I just learn to get along with it.

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If you feel like you are trying hard but never get anywhere, or don’t get the result you want, maybe there’s a reason. It’s like you’re banging your head against the wall, feeling the pain yet not willing to stop. Is what you’re trying to do worth the frustration and anguish? Why do you allow self-imprisonment in pain and suffering?

When something keeps happening in the same useless way, that could be a sign. Maybe it’s time to try a different avenue.

You know what they say. Sometimes things turn out well when there is little to no effort. If these things are meant to happen, then maybe the constant futile attempts at something are also meant to happen. Maybe it’s time to stop the self-inflicted harm.

While the outside world regards you as “accomplished” on some level, you endure blood, sweat and tears on a daily basis to maintain some sense of sanity and order. You keep trying, but maybe deep down your gut is telling you to consider other options.

I’ve noticed that the less “forced” I feel in aiming for my goal, the smoother things go. I’ve learned that relaxing into myself is a real thing. Trusting in the universe doesn’t mean that I be complacent. Combining that with trust in myself, my power turns on. By expanding my world view, I see more clearly and there’s more light than dark.

While there will always be trials and tribulations along the way, check yourself to see if they are self-inflicted. You’ll get positive signs when you are on the right track. Just don’t ignore these signs.

When you try for the right reasons, you will feel the stars aligning in your orbit.

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My brain is a constant jumble of thoughts - worrying about our chaotic world, panicking that I’m not helping as many people as I possibly can, and struggling to find balance when the weight is too heavy.

But whenever my heart guides me back to my mission, I then remember to see the big picture, and knowing that things always do have a way of working themselves out. The timeframe is always mysterious and unpredictable though. Things happen when they’re supposed to but sometimes it’s hard to keep that sense of trust from straying.

I connect best when I take myself out of the noisy world. The most quiet place is deep within myself. It is always present, always there when I need.

Lying on the grass and closing my eyes is the best way to hear nature. If I listen closely enough, it sounds like gentle music. Nature has this incredible way of taking me away from the stress. There is no judgment, failure or flaw. It’s magnificently calming.

I connect by disconnecting. It just feels good to feel good sometimes…

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When I watch a movie or read a book, I notice there are characters I don’t care for. Is there something about the character that reminds me of myself? Maybe there’s something about their personality or even appearance that touches too accurately on things about me that I dislike. It’s interesting which characters and personalities make me cringe.

Without being conscious of it, I might be running away from myself. Just becoming aware of this can bring forth change. I can’t change my past, but I certainly can do things differently today. No need to kick myself for past mistakes. Just do better.

The more good-byes I say, the more I can slide into a new me. I no longer need to be afraid of myself.

But, know that with change, there will still be those who hold you back, scoff, or bring you down. You have to make the leap for yourself, not for anyone else. The leap may feel scary at first but confidence will ensue when you bust out of your old story and embrace new experiences to continue your chapters.

The more I say my good-byes and let go of “stuff,” the easier and gentler the process becomes. I just need to treat myself more unapologetically and kindly.

Good-bye, old me.

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One of the biggest new year epiphanies I’ve had is learning that there’s no such thing as failure. It’s all just information. It’s what you do with that information that sets you on your way. You can turn left or right, but don’t stay still. Keep walking, or life will pass you by. At times when I forget this and feel the “failure” emotions come up to the surface, I remember to thank the experience and move forward. Wallowing and self-scolding do nothing.

There’s adventure at every turn. Information isn’t biased. It just is. Explore. Let it emerge and transform. Leave no stone unturned. Make mistakes. Keep walking. Take stock. Information happens for you.

When you deviate, find your way back. Stick to your mission. Create the life that you want. Live it. Breathe it. Be informed.

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We’ve all been there. After managing what feels like an endless stream of responsibilities, there comes a time when we just can’t take on any more. Or, we just need a break from it all.

Understanding that there’s a limit to what we can realistically take on doesn’t make us weak. And who are we showing weakness to? Are we that concerned with judgment from others?

Digging even deeper, does the belief that we are ultimately responsible for making decisions leak into our wanting to have full control of anything and everything?

Maybe the judgment comes from ourselves. Maybe we are being too hard. Maybe we pride ourselves in functioning like machines. Our responsibilities aren’t a procession line. They pop up willy nilly, and sometimes they bottleneck into a giant lump of stress, and wear and tear.

Releasing that bottleneck, while chaotic and seemingly impossible, can be tackled. We need to take hold and manage it. We don’t want to get to that point when the chaos in our life affects us not just mentally but also manifest physically.

We aren’t always aware of the connection between mental and physical health, and how compromising one can affect the other. We are also unaware that there is a time cycle for each of our organs in which they can renew and heal. It’s up to us to recognize that something is happening in our mind and body that is causing harm. That said, we also need to take steps to correct, mend and heal the damage.

Before you hit decision fatigue, assess what is happening around you. What led you to this point? Are you having trouble letting go of the belief that you are responsible for everything that happens?

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Having been engaged to Life for some time now, my love affair with it remains impenetrable and strong despite the tumultuous times. Challenges teach me, even when I fight, argue and struggle. I try to roll with the punches.

But, Life has poured enchantment, not just existence, into my soul. I love it when the unknown occasionally becomes known. Purpose gives me joy, and it is what gets me up in the morning, aside from the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

At the end of the day, I gather my thoughts and think about whether I’ve done some good. Life is always in my corner, every day and every night. Life doesn’t judge me, but has a way of giving me pokes and nudges when I stray. I just have to pay attention.

While I am not exempt from periods of deflated emotions, I rein myself back, a bit sheepishly, because I always get timely reminders that I have people who love me. I enjoy my scaled back and simplified life and being surrounded by love is really all that I need. There is no such thing as boredom. My mind is full of fresh ideas, all the time. Love breathes life into me, and makes me want to be a better person. It has a way of absconding damaging or depressive thoughts.

I always look forward to my next date with Life. For now and as long as Life lets me, I will enjoy the honeymoon.

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If you have experienced challenges in 2025, I feel you. If you’ve experienced the loss of a loved one or suffered with a health condition, I hear you. If you’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster and found it impossible to get off the ride, I see you.

Have you been stuck in the loop of anxiety, fear, frustration, anger or worry about what feels like an endless list of unresolved issues, pain and suffering? Does the exhaustion seem insurmountable?

If being company for each other in the misery is any consolation, I assure you that you are not alone. How can we get through this together?

Disconnect, disengage and disassociate. This may sound anti-social but especially for those of us who feel completely spent and depleted of energy, we need to release all the weight that is bringing us down. We can’t go-go-go without a rest stop. We need to make room in our mind and body. If we don’t, we can bring those around us down as well.

Now more than ever, we need to untether from the “things we need to do” and “expectations from others” lists. External distractions imprison us in the endless loop so we need to step out of the wheel. We must find a way that works. I’m not saying that we can’t keep to our goals. I just say that a real break can do wonders. Take a breath.

Time is the most important commodity. Let’s spend it with care. Buh-bye, 2025. Hello, 2026. Lighter and brighter, please.

I wish you all the very best of health and happiness in the new year.

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Expanding one’s world view can be frightening. Uncharted territory and all that is unfamiliar threaten to shatter our world of predictability and expectations.

This disquiet that lived earlier on in the depths of my soul gradually found refuge in the very special group of people in my life. Whether they be family members, colleagues or friends, I find that these connections, on whatever plane they exist, influence and affect me in the most profound ways. This doesn’t mean there isn’t any serious disagreement from time to time. That is the way it is whenever there is more than one person in the dynamics. I learned who I was, but most of all who I am becoming. The path doesn’t end here.

I learned a lot in the span of my life. I have attained a better understanding of the bigger world, not just my myopic one. The claustrophobia has completely lifted.

The pandemic was the breakthrough catalyst that quashed the claustrophobia I was unknowingly engulfed in. I experienced synchronicities that challenged all that I learned and knew, beginning with serious health challenges that wreaked pain in my body. I had gone to all the doctors but when nothing was effectively helping, I turned to other information, feeling like I just had to find a way to end the pain. Some information was silly and nonsensical but some caught my interest which I eventually not just applied, but put to practice, in my daily life.

I always knew that doctors could sometimes help with symptoms, but not the cause. I wanted to get to the cause. To discover that my emotional history had a lot to do with the inflammation in my body was absolutely profound. Even more exciting was the learning and research that I experimented with and applied to reach deeper, into the cause, and start the actual healing.

I wish that there were classes, starting at the elementary level, that would teach kids and adults alike how to live healthier. We all know a kid who was a bully. Imagine that poor kid, all grown up now, living unhappily but not understanding why. It’s a snowball effect that unless taught and corrected, just continues.

I quickly discovered that whatever we each think we know, there’s always more that we don’t. My thirst for knowledge is still rampant. If only I had had this epiphany when I was in school, but then again, there were so many classes that I just could not relate to or find interest in.

But that’s okay. Better later than never. Claustrophobia, eat my dust.

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What?!

Time flies when we hit these holidays and special events, acting kind of like “markers.” Like birthdays. When the day arrives, you wonder what happened to the year before. And the year before that…

Granted, so much happens around us. We think it’s happening to us but it’s just…happening. Current events, challenging circumstances…life. Why do we feel like we are constantly chasing time? Trying to get as much done in our lives as possible? Is there an invisible race we’re running? Who called that race in the first place?

And seriously, why does time go by faster when we get older? Are we feeling our mortality Ninja-ing up on us as we stop adding candles to blow out on the birthday cake? You know those “number” candles? Yeah, the ones we use when we don’t have enough room on the cake to put in the number of years we’ve celebrated. Those number candles are heavy and definitely not inconspicuous. In fact, the giant number candle looks like it is already halfway embedded into the cake itself, even before you light it. And that number stares at you as you attempt to huff and puff and blow out the flame.

With all that we do and go through in life, we never feel like it’s enough.

Here’s where I segue and ask you to check out my YouTube video, “Do You Have Enoughness?” on my Homebody Stories channel, where I upload short videos on life hacks. Look for the above thumbnail illustration on my channel:

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