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Remember That You Will Die



Memento Mori; Remember that you will die, or as the  millennials put it YOLO (you only live once).


                               

This saying was to remind humans of the vain nature of  life and earthly things, but going beyond this it's also a reminder that our time here is brief and we get this chance once, so what are we doing to live our  lives as best as we can today.


We are constantly bugged down with things and things we want to do that make us forget the important stuff, sometime we are bugged down by fear that stops us from taking chances on our selves or those around us.


Don't buy a house now till you are married, or start that business you have wanted to start, or take the chance on that guy or girl, give to the needy, help a friend out, whatever it is you want to do to make your life fuller and  happier.


All of us have the feeling that we are called to do great things, some feel the calling more intensely than others like you are called to save lives as a solider or nurse/doctor or human being (logically), it doesn't matter. 

The problem with thinking we are called to be great is that small things make us uncomfortable  and  unhappy. We think that time is running and we are still in this place of smallness or stillness working hard and we are not getting stuff to move. Then when we are called to take a leap, we flinch and let the opportunity pass, because at they say "the devil you know... and what not.


I am one of those people that has a fear of failure, as long as I cannot guarantee success, I feel so much unease starting. Unfortunately, what a fear of failure does to you is it limits how far you can think, what chances you are willing to take and then it limits your ability to live as if you will die. Since you are held down by fear, you think you will have time to do the stuff you love or are trying to do tomorrow but is tomorrow really guaranteed?

...What a fear of failure does to you is it limits how far you can think, what chances you are willing to take and then it limits your ability to live as if you will die...


A fear of failure makes you stand still and think; 'I won't move until I am absolutely sure, until all end are tightly sealed' but nothing ever is, you never find that thing that makes you move because you stand in one place and refuse to take a chance on things you don't know.

I watched a Ted Talk recently on passion  what I go from it  basically was that:  its best to start somewhere, anywhere as little as you can, as you get better in doing it you find that you start building a passion for it. Because it not always that passion presides the doing, sometimes the doing drives the passion.

When you are to do something great, it's the faith that drives us into the great unknown. You just move on faith, you never know really if what you are after is the thing that you are called to do. You just take a chance  knowing that you are driven into that spot by forces beyond your control because faith makes a joke of the things that make sense.

"faith makes a joke of the things that make sense."



Everyone around you will tell you how irrational you are being, how illogical your dreams are. How will a girl/boy like you from a place like yours, make it in a place where even people who are better equipped than you have failed?  Since you know that you won't be here forever, you have to take a chance on yourself.

When you have faith in what's beyond you, and you have faith in yourself and you make  a bold move, people either get with the program and follow you, or they just let you be. After all, you are crazy.

I ask myself daily am I living the kind of life I want now?

What can I change?

What chances can I take to get me closer to where I want to be?

I don't have forever to sit around and wait for lighting to strike here  what am I doing?

What am I doing to live my best life now and when the end comes calling what will I be remembered for?

Like Tim McGraw Says in his Song "I hope you get the chance to live like you were dying"



xoxo

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