Greetings from the Grand Canyon! My family and I are thankful to be wrapping up 2019 in the beauty of nature:
Today, I opened the mailbox and received a peculiar surprise:
…to be kind to oneself.
Recently, I read Mastery, by Robert Greene. Greene’s perspective on choosing what to do in life begins with looking at what you liked in childhood. He claims that people forget what kind of obsessions they had in childhood because they listen too much to the clamor of outside opinion, or the superficial allure of wealth. Yet, often times, what you enjoyed in your childhood is what you will have a deep interest in all the way through to adulthood.
Exactly a year ago, I took a one-way flight to my new home. I wrote this in my journal on the plane ride:
It just hit me
It’s hitting me
It’s all going to be new from now on
…and it was.
2017 was life-changing, but 2018 was nothing short of a rollercoaster. In 2018, I read, wrote, learned, traveled, made big decisions, took risks, and invested in many relationships that were important to me. 2018 brought this sense of urgency in everything that I did. Perhaps it was the sentimental feelings that came with graduating, or even just the general desire to seize my youth, but I felt that there was just so much to learn, to see, to process, and to grow towards, and that I needed to do it all now.
May 10, 2016
I met a 22-year-old boy on the side of Fullerton St. in Lincoln Park, Chicago.
He held a cardboard sign with his head down. “Hungry.” Next to him was a Holy Bible; on his neck, a simple red rosary.