Category Archives: Readings

Project Happiness 365: Day 284

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I am reading Factotum by Charles Bukowski. He’s my ultimate favourite poet. My life goal is to grow old badass like him.

Look at this. Isn’t this so raw and real? 

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Project Happiness 365: Day 261

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I am reading Haruki Murakami’s “What I talk about when I talk about running”.  I was not intending to read this book because I have been reading too much Murakami. Everytime I go to bookstore,  I end up buying his book anyways.  It’s like an addiction.  😊 

And the thing I was scared of,  it eventually happened!  I am hooked!  I fell in love with his writing all over again.  But the good thing is that it gives me an inspiration to write and work. So, all in all it’s not that bad!

Project Happiness 365: Day 227

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Just stumbled upon this beautiful reminder by ‘Jeanette LeBlanc’. This makes so much sense to me today.

“Listen to me. Right now.

You are right. Fuck it. No more. Never again.

You are not too much. You have never been too much. You will never be too much.
20160725_014810.jpgThe very idea is preposterous. Because you were born to be you. All of you. Not a tiny acceptable sliver. Not a watered down version with colors dulled and edges softened.
No. You were meant to be every last pulsing-bleeding-loving-crying-feeling bit.
And if someone tells you that you are too much for them, the only truth you need to remember is this:

It is highly likely that they are not now, and never could have been, near enough for you.
Because you, my girl, are the sun and the moon and the stars. You are the force that pulls the tides. You are the unrestrained howl under a wide-open moon. You are the essence of what it is to dance into ecstasy. You are the heat and the sex and the sweat and the burn and soft and the grace and the grit and the ocean of tears.
You are all of everything.

You are the mother of us all and the daughter of the Universe.

You walk through shadows and light.

You burn down and rise up and hold captive the pulse of the world.

You make the gods tremble.
And that, my dear, is bound to make some people crazy uncomfortable. It will make them pull back and push away. Because the way you dance with your shadows and your steadfast commitment to your light will push them into spaces that are fascinating and compelling and utterly terrifying.

Your very being asks them to step into places they may not be near ready to visit, let alone stay.
Because like the depths of the ocean that calls you home, you will never be easy.

But darling, you were not brought here for easy. You are here for so much more.

Because you are a boundary-pusher.

You’re a truth-seeker.

You’re temptation and seduction and heat.

You’re a mirror and a sorcerer, and inside you swirls the power of the ancients.
So no, you are not easy.
But in the space of that truth, please also know this. Do not get this confused with the notion that you do not deserve the deepest ease.

Don’t, for a minute, let them convince you that you will not know the grace of a lover who does not require that you constantly translate yourself or diminish yourself or quiet your storm or tone down your extravagant love.

Because that, my girl, is bullshit.
Because out there somewhere there is a love who will never dream of calling you too much. Who speaks, like you, in poetry and candle wax and stardust. Who runs outside on stormy nights to howl at the moon. Who collects bones and sings incantation and talks to the ancestors.
And that lover, when you find him or her, will see you and know you — just as you are and just as you should be.
And they will say Yes. Yes, you. I will go there with you. I have been waiting for this.
And so while you are waiting, I want you to do this. For me, and for every last too much girl out there.
You take all that too much and you channel it. You gather every last ember of your too much broken heart and you light that flame. And in doing so you will call forth the others and sing the song that brings us home.
And then you — in your infinite, perfect too-muchness — unleash it all on the world. And you go and love too much and you cry too much and you swear too much. Fall in love to fast and get sad too often and laugh too loudly and demand with clarity the exact terms of your own desired existence.

Don’t you dare consider doing anything but that.
Because we need you. Every one of us, man or woman, who has been called too much. You are our reminder, in the most desperate of moment, that we are exactly as we should be.
Every last too-much bit.”

Project Happiness 365: Day 222

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I have been reading Carl Jung ever since I met my bf. It is beyond my understanding why Jung’s so misunderstood and underrated. His ideas and concepts are something that I feel the closest to human understanding and experience.

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Today I share this post from one of my favourite page High Existence about accepting ourselves by Jung. 

Carl Jung On Why We Must Learn To Accept Ourselves First Before We Can Help Others

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