“All you have is your FIRE and the place you need to reach.” ~ Hozier
The last few weeks have been tough. Pressure all around, so many decisions and all I’ve been able to do mostly is read books, drink loads of coffee and watch crime TV shows.
And you know what?! Procrastinating is good sometimes. Learning this the hard way, but it is nonetheless an important lesson to learn.
Today I’m sharing with you something that reminded me how fragile a human life is, and how limited our time here actually is. I spend my days sometimes actually doing nothing, complaining that I don’t have this and that, and that I look like this and not like that or just wishing time would go by faster.
But what will happen when the time will actually move faster? What happens when I’ll wake up one day with no hope and no TIME to do all the things I’ve been writing down on my countless lists?
What will happen when I’m not going to wake up?
I will tell you what will happen. Nothing. That will be it – my chance in this life, in this body will be over. No more ‘time moves so fast these days’, or ‘I’m so bored, Ive got nothing to do’. No more time for complaining or actual living. No more.
It is in those moments that I panic and I look into my soul.
I am lost yes, but maybe that’s because some of us need to stay lost in order to help others find their way back to themselves.
It is in those moments that I remember to breathe, to Dream, to Hope, to LIVE. I remember that I’ve got this spark and that I don’t want to loose it. I remember that playing it Safe or Small is just something people invented in moments of FEAR.
And this next poem reminded me of who I am and why I’m here. I’ve mentioned it here, and today I’ll explain my motivation and my love for the words and ideas it contains, and how it’s been inspiring me to go back to myself.
Someone asked me if the poem impressed me, because I had tears in my eyes when I was presenting it. I said Yes, and one of the reasons why they got to me was because I saw the looks and tears in the eyes of some of my students.
I saw how important human connection is – how important spilling your guts and dreams into the world and let them inspire other people. I understood how important is to stand for what you believe in and that sometimes you just have to take a leap of Faith.
This poem moved me because it talks about just this: Life, Death, passing On, being true to oneself in a world that is constantly trying to shape us into a fitting form one way or another. It talks about remembering that we are all awesome, flawed, unique and different at the same time.
It talks about remembering that the most brilliant part of us is inside of us – not on the outside.
It reminded me that we are all Vessels, put on this earth for a reason, with a mission too.
Michael Lee – Pass On
He reaches down my soul and touches it with this poem. I get goosebumps every time I hear him perform it. I feel the pain in his words, but I also feel the hope and the fight. My favourite part of the whole poem speaks to me on a different level:
“We are not created or destroyed,
we are constantly transferred, shifted and renewed.
Everything we are is given to us.”
Every second of this short existence – we are transforming, we are changing. I am not the person I was a year ago, even though that person made me who I am today. I was given this life to do something, to create other life, but also to inspire creation and expression. And that’s what I plan to do.
Death does not come when a body is too exhausted to live
Death comes, because the brilliance inside us can only be contained for so long.
And at the end of my days, I will remember that I tried my best here, and I will embrace that next change as gracefully and as hole-heartedly as I will be allowed to.
I’ve learnt that when you feel at your lowest, and you feel lost and scared out of your mind – that’s when the true fight really begins.
That’s when you need to strip away all the things that aren’t really you, and you start giving way to your Dreams and Hopes. That’s when you spread your wings and you pick yourself up from the dirt.
That’s the moment when you get real with yourself and with your Time left on this earth.
And I hope you’ll do it sooner than later. I do try my best every day.. And yes, some days is harder to remember that, but even in the darkest moments, you’ll find Hope and Light in the most unexpected places. All you have to do is to TRY.
I am here because I want to leave my life a TESTAMENT.
I want to dance, paint, scream, fly, claw my way out of dirt, dream, drink, jump, write, suffer, be scared. I want to live RESTLESSLY. I want to squeeze the life out of my soul.
I want to say, at the end of my days that I did all that I wanted to do, I kissed the lips of people I loved, I’ve given my all and never settled for OK. I want to say I did all those things I wrote down on bucket lists. I want it ALL.
P.S.: If you want the entire transcript of this beautiful piece of work, click here.
Peace & Love,