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No Secret Recipe To Life

Sun, Nov 25, 2012 | Read in 3 minutes

I was talking to my bestfriend a few hours ago about how we’re now starting to despise grown-up life. It seems just yesterday when we were in elementary, wanting to grow up, dreaming ambitiously about our futures.

Now that we’re about halfway there, we are stuck in a sort of existential crisis: What is the meaning of this life? Everything becomes so routine and the gist of each action we take just loses the energy and the passion that we once had as kids.

The question still rings: What has adult life done to us?

Maybe, to the counter that question would be to ask: What have we done so far?

Twenty-three years of life isn’t a long run, if you ask me. Truly, this is a young age to be tired and restful. Truly, this is not supposed to be the age where we ponder too much about our lives. And truly, we really just have to live with what we have and do better after each mistake we commit.

There is no secret recipe to life, no hard and fast rules to stay happy. Everything comes and everything goes. That is why we have to be ready for whatever comes along our way: be it a question of our existence or the simple wonder of knowing, realizing that we are only human. We ARE human. We breathe, we love, we let go.

In saying so, we have to learn to let go of too much thinking. Great deeds start from small acts and small acts do not have to come from deep inspirations. Sometimes, the spur of the moment, the magic of starting something (anything) spontaneously, can end up being a wise decision after all.

Stop thinking too much. Invest on actions- not necessarily great actions, but little ones that accumulate everyday. I think that’s what makes a life.

In living, there are big moments like giving birth, marrying or graduating college. And there are also tiny moments like the exchange of oxygen and carbon dioxide that makes up each respiration that our body does to keep us alive. In comparison, there are naturally innumerable tiny moments that contribute to the person that we become. The person that we are. So why not start with a simple thought of optimism or, better yet, a simple act of kindness, gratitude or compassion.

All of us cannot be masters of everything. There are a few people who are meant for that. But, no matter what we are meant for in this world, we can be masters of our own lives.

As for me, I hope I can teach myself discipline, patience, perseverence, strength of will, wisdom and, most of all, the ability to help others besides myself. For a life lived only for me is no life at all.

Great thoughts from a confused but spiritually greatful mind.