A lot to do

If you count the people who need a kind word, who seek somebody who listens to them, who might do with some sort of encouragement, you’ll get to a number that is very close to the number of people that exist in this world.

There’s a lot to do, and you can start today.

Our little self

We’d like to control others. What they think of us, what they do in the projects we lead, what they care about when it’s time to buy, how they feel when we are together.

We’d like to control others, situations, circumstances, luck, misfortune, talent, success.

We’d like to control all of that and all we can control is our little self.

Better become good at that at least.

Bring you down

When something ends, all you want to hear is that you will be missed.

That it was great, that it’s a pity, that it’s not your fault, that memories are valuable, and that something better probably awaits you in the future.

It’s the feeling that what you did was not enough, combined with the feeling that you still have a lot to do, that will bring you down.

If you’re ending something, keep this in mind.

A dear friend

Life is a combination of different parts.

Yourself. The people you get to build ties with. Your family. The work you do. Your beliefs and principles. Your well-being. The job you do to benefit your community. The partners you choose.

And when something bad happens in one part of our life – we get fired, a relationship ends, we are stuck in our development, etc. – it is very common to magnify that until it becomes the totality and the absolute reality of our entire existence.

To put things back in perspective, we might need help. And perspective is always a dear friend.

When you’re gone

This is true.

You are only as good as the people who will miss you when you’re gone.

Also, make the memories kind and soft. Make it so that the lack of your presence will not be a burden, but a reminder of chance and possibility. Make them miss you not for who you are but for who they were when you were around. Make it a longing, not a begging.

That’s legacy.

Picture by Gapingvoid.