I have these moments from time to time, when I feel like I can finally see everything how it’s supposed to be seen. Then I just have to get my notebook and write it down, so I wouldn’t forget it. These strong compulsive thoughts can be about anything, but they are still always quite similar. For example last time I wrote down ‘fresh grass, bare feet, love, the smell of air after rain’ on a notebook app on my iphone in the middle of the night. That was important, that’s what life is about I thought, before falling into sleep.
Last weekend, after a few drinks, I made a note about selling all my stuff, everything I own, and moving to a mountain. For some reason that note had quite a many misspellings in it… But yeah, the main idea in these awakenings is always the same. The most important things in life aren’t things.
I know I don’t have to go extreme with it, like move to a mountain just to get peace for meditating, but I definitely want to remember the idea behind it in the middle of this crazy world. I didn’t want to become a blogger just to get free things and popularity. I did it because it felt good, doing something I love, mixing own creativity and fashion. It makes me irritated to hear some people saying “Oh you got it for free? I think I’ll start a blog too”. Getting drive to start a blog only to get free things?! If everyone thought that way, the whole blog world would be ruined. No point in it at all. When I think about the last good thing blogging brought me, the first thing that comes to my mind is a new friend. Not a new sweater.
Instead of always writing my thoughts on my notebook, this time I tried writing them down here. I had an enlightenment about my enlightenments, hahah, how smart is that. And I have to add, I didn’t write this because I think I’m perfect in this. Maybe it’s the same reason it always is with my notes. The fear of forgetting how it’s supposed to be.
