Take the leap and do it...

Today I'm writing about Courage. Courage to follow a dream, courage to make a decision, courage to say something important, courage to face our fears.

Osho, a meditation teacher, tells us that "In the beginning there is no big difference between the coward and the courageous person. Both have fear. The difference is, the coward listens to his fears and follows them. The courageous person puts them aside and goes ahead."

We are all, all! afraid of failing, afraid of getting hurt, afraid of getting lost. We are all afraid of something. But when we listen to that fear and decide not to do what we're being called to do, we're not choosing life. 

When we choose comfort, the usual, the well known, the predictable, the same old same, we're just passing by on life, or we might even be loosing opportunities to find happiness, love, a "fuck-yeah" future.

Lets not get Fear get in the way of our dreams. Things work out, they really do, but you do have to have Faith in them! Put you Heart in it... put your Heart in it.

"There is nothing wrong with hardships and obstacles, but everything wrong with not trying."
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Werner Herzog, Filmmaker

Life is about taking the leap, making the jump, climbing all the way to the top and back. Is about following your dreams, not someone else's.

If you only do what you've been told to do, what do you actually know about living? Who's Life are you embracing if you're not making your own choices, if you're just playing it safe.

Everyone needs to feel they have a sense of purpose. Everyone needs to feel they matter. We all need others love and appreciation. To be alone, completely alone, in a non-existent state, is one of the saddest experiences we can endure, and if it prevails for too long, it can lead to depression and death.

So we need to feel accomplished, to exist, especially in the eyes of those who matter the most. 

But how can we feel that if we're not being honest with ourselves?! We can't... you might have lots of things that others desire, but if you lack honesty about your dreams, you will never feel that you've got it, you'll never feel that you did it, you'll never feel that you are a worthy person.

Be bluntly honest with yourself, find out where your souls wishes to be, to do, and have the guts to make it happen. Make it happen, give your energy, sweat, time, mind and body.

"Dreams are lovely. But they are just dreams — fleeting, ephemeral, pretty. But dreams do not come true just because you dream them — it’s hard work that makes things happen. It’s hard work that creates change. So… ditch the dream and be a doer, not a dreamer.

Maybe you know exactly what it is you dream of being, or maybe you’re paralyzed because you have no idea what your passion is. The truth is, it doesn’t matter. You don’t have to know. You just have to keep moving forward. You just have to keep doing something, seizing the next opportunity, staying open to trying something new. It doesn’t have to fit your vision of the perfect job or the perfect life. Perfect is boring and dreams are not real. Just do."
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Shonda Rhimes

You are, will be and have been.

- ... Please Sir, could you help me?
- Help you with what...?
- ...
- Yes...?
- Can't you see?
- No, I can see but I'm not seeing anything that you might need help with.
- Oh, I thought it was all over my face, especially in my eyes. I thought you could see it on my breath...
- ... hum, wait just a second and I'll be back in a minute!

Another one that left me alone. Feelings and things out of the normal frighten most people. How many people are called crazy because they can sense a bit more than what is just palpable. Most of my Life I thought it was OK, but I'm getting tired. My soul is tired. If we live only to get hungry and eat, only to go to work and get money, only to have relationships and "dis-have" them and then one day, for the same no-reason we're born, Life ends... then why bother?

Yes there have been many joyful moments, memories that I keep and smile about, and there is still much that can be done, shared, created and loved, but when we're tired, nothing seems to have that much importance.

Why do we feel? Why do we search for deeper meanings? Why do we need more touch, more listening, more caring, more seeing beyond our sight? ... Why do we have whys? ...

- Excuse me Madam, could you help me...?
- Oh, of course, what do you need!
- ... you, I think I need you.
- Sorry? ...
- ... I need you to see me.
- But I can see you... are you alright?!
- I don't know. I feel disconnected from you, from this street, from this wallet and the cards that seem to prove I exist. I don't feel I exist. I feel disconnected.
- Oh... You exist. We're having a conversation. I exist. Here, hold my hand. Feel how it's cold. I get cold hands too easily. But I've knitted a pair of gloves! Where are they...? Ah, here they are! They keep me warm. And I've knitted a pair for each of my children. I can make a pair for you too, would you like that?
- ... ah, no need.
- So what do you need?
- To be seen...?
- But I see you.
- To be... I need to be.
- ... To be or not, that was the big question... Poor Hamlet, he did not have it easy at all, but Art rescued him, didn't it? He didn't know if he wanted to live or hand his life to God, but the unknown made him keep searching. He kept searching for the answer to that question. What is not to be? Can we not be? We're always something, even if just a little speckle of dust in the Universe... I think we always are, will be and have been. You can't choose not to be, it's not in your hands. You are. Here's you, here's me, here's that person and the other. All being. That's why we're also called beings. From the smallest bug to the old gone dinosaurs, we're beings. So be my sweetheart. Be. To make everyone else life's easier, be good. Choose to be good. Choose Life ...

"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life . . . But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin? (...)
People think it's all about misery and desperation and death and all that shit, which is not to be ignored. But what they forget is the pleasure of it. Otherwise we wouldn't do it. After all, we're not fucking stupid. At least, we're not that fucking stupid. Take the best orgasm you ever had, multiply it by a thousand and you're still nowhere near it."
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Trainspotting

- So my dear, choose to be, for the pleasure of it.