Happy friday folks! Hope you all have had a good week and can have some rewarding rest and recreation during the weekend. I have a chill friday where I am reading a book I got today, tomorrow I'm off doing some skiing in the morning and then meeting up some friends for dinner in the evening.
I am feeling stronger, and not only stronger, but like I have a strength where I didn't have anything before. So the increase is from 0, which make it pretty significant. I'm starting to feel a slight desire and confidence in pursuing goals again, which I haven't felt in a very long time. This is the inner fire that I have missed so much, and knew I always had, but lost contact with. It's my solar plexus chakra, it's my core power, it's ME who is finally coming back again and who I have missed so incredibly. It's all the hard work I have put into Wim-hof, doing cold-showers and meditating that made me get in touch with this side of myself again. Inner fire, here I come. I'm back. I'm f*cking back.
On another note (I still live with my parents). I'm tired of them, more than ever. They are two idealistic, complaining people who have communication problems between them. My dad is incapable of listening, and my mom is clinging for attention and get upset when people don't listen to her. Good combo? Don't think so. At the moment, this is the best solution, so I have decided to put up with it, its bearable. But hell of annoying from time to time. I have a hard time to just relax, things feels on edge around me for some reason. My parents feel on edge around me. Like they don't know who I am. But I am not acting out weird or whatever, I just keep to myself a bit, and need some space. You could phantom that your parents maybe would give you that? Well, in my case, they are to busy with themselves and their idealistic viewpoints of things, that they can't see the forest for their own got damn trees. They are missing their son in front of them. Whatever. It's their problem. But sometimes they make it my problem, and that stuff I don't like, and it's not OK. Whatever, I have my room and my privacy and that is all that matters right now. I don't have to worry about money, that is a good thing. I have a warm place to stay, electricity, a computer, clothes, hell I don't have anything to really complain about. I'm fine. But they are still uneasy people to live with. They are loud, almost screaming at each other, fighting over pitty things. It's like it's never "calm and familiar" at home and now I know it's not my skewed perspective that interfere with that observation, but it's really their dysfunctional relationship and lack of cooperation, listening and understanding that make the situation havoc from time to time and break that calm water that should be as a baseline in a family home.
Felt good to put this on paper. Hope you who read have a good weekend!
I am feeling stronger, and not only stronger, but like I have a strength where I didn't have anything before. So the increase is from 0, which make it pretty significant. I'm starting to feel a slight desire and confidence in pursuing goals again, which I haven't felt in a very long time. This is the inner fire that I have missed so much, and knew I always had, but lost contact with. It's my solar plexus chakra, it's my core power, it's ME who is finally coming back again and who I have missed so incredibly. It's all the hard work I have put into Wim-hof, doing cold-showers and meditating that made me get in touch with this side of myself again. Inner fire, here I come. I'm back. I'm f*cking back.
On another note (I still live with my parents). I'm tired of them, more than ever. They are two idealistic, complaining people who have communication problems between them. My dad is incapable of listening, and my mom is clinging for attention and get upset when people don't listen to her. Good combo? Don't think so. At the moment, this is the best solution, so I have decided to put up with it, its bearable. But hell of annoying from time to time. I have a hard time to just relax, things feels on edge around me for some reason. My parents feel on edge around me. Like they don't know who I am. But I am not acting out weird or whatever, I just keep to myself a bit, and need some space. You could phantom that your parents maybe would give you that? Well, in my case, they are to busy with themselves and their idealistic viewpoints of things, that they can't see the forest for their own got damn trees. They are missing their son in front of them. Whatever. It's their problem. But sometimes they make it my problem, and that stuff I don't like, and it's not OK. Whatever, I have my room and my privacy and that is all that matters right now. I don't have to worry about money, that is a good thing. I have a warm place to stay, electricity, a computer, clothes, hell I don't have anything to really complain about. I'm fine. But they are still uneasy people to live with. They are loud, almost screaming at each other, fighting over pitty things. It's like it's never "calm and familiar" at home and now I know it's not my skewed perspective that interfere with that observation, but it's really their dysfunctional relationship and lack of cooperation, listening and understanding that make the situation havoc from time to time and break that calm water that should be as a baseline in a family home.
Felt good to put this on paper. Hope you who read have a good weekend!
