On serendipity
I love chance. Luck, coincidence, mysterious connections.
How to thrive in any crisis
I love chance. Luck, coincidence, mysterious connections.
Everything you have isn’t really yours; you’re simply borrowing it.
Opponent, nemesis, arch rival, competitor.
Instant awakenings can be found everywhere, sometimes when we least expect them.
A reality checkpoint or alignment marker could be useful to all of us, every single day.
Every day, my present self works to cross a metaphorical football into the box so my future self can shoot.
Only we decide what things mean and we can set them up in our favour.
When I look at my old journal entries it strikes me how little I knew then compared to what I know now.
It’s nearly always better to try, even at the risk of failing, than not try at all.