Thought to quit. Thought about what to write every day. Would there be something to share every day? But life revolves all around. There is much to express every day. What flaws I improved, what lessons I learned, which experiences gave me new perspectives of myself. A lot to share, but I didn't know how earlier. As soon as I started understanding myself, tables did turn. The existence of thoughts started getting noticed.
I do remember an incident. I almost quit that day. I didn't care about discipline, consistency, or anything. I thought, what to write if everything had been expressed? My inner voice shouted out loud. Everything? No. I didn't, honestly. I realized it later. However, I didn't have anything to express that day. Silence peaked for three hours. A thought clicked after hours of calmness.
I ended up writing my words on having nothing to express. I completed it, and peace followed. That day I learned it's all about intent. It's all about commitment. Commitment to show up every day without a second thought. Intent to be honest with the voice.
Days passed, and I felt something evolve. What to say? Blankness. Earlier, I was able to think, but now every thought seemed incomplete. Incomplete without me for myself. Multiple thoughts, words vanished.
But thoughts didn't. Notions didn't.
With the passing of hours, I ended up writing my blog on the blankness itself. Despite all the odds, I tried my best to show up. To show myself my honest self, one that didn't quit.
When thinking a bit about those moments, I understood how silence gives space to go beyond every limitation. Silence, which everyone talks about but few own. I am trying to own my silence.
From nothing to lessons to improve, life proved its circle.
Nothing is certain, then don't be. Be limitless. Own yourself.
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