Post by Lady Dark Moon on Dec 21, 2008 18:23:11 GMT -5
You are here.
Here.
Planet Earth.
This body. This soul. This moment in time.
Stop for a moment. Stop thinking about exams. Stop thinking about what you'll receive for Christmas, what you'll give for Christmas. Stop thinking about how cold it is outside. Just stop.
Revel in the sacred silence. Then ask yourself:
What are you living for?
Why are you here? To become a lawyer? A doctor? To come home every evening, exhausted from school or work or whatever obligations you have to society? To worry about how much money you have? How many friends you have? To worry about yourself? Your flaws? Your imperfections? How you might - just might - not live up to everyone's expectations?
Okay. Now ask yourself this. When was the last time you:
Said "Merry Christmas," and really meant it?
Said "I love you" (to a parent, a friend, a love), and really meant it?
Looked yourself in the mirror and said to yourself, "This is me. I am unique. I am beautiful. I am this spectacular, joyous gift to the world"?
Now. I dare you to:
Sing a Christmas carol at the top of your lungs.
Track down those you love and tell them, really tell them, how much they mean to you.
Laugh because you can.
Lock yourself in your room and dance. Dance because you're beautiful, graceful, free. Dance because no one's watching.
Give someone a gift that can't be bought.
Go outside and stand there. Simply stand there. Revel in the exquisite cold on your skin. Revel in the breath stinging your lungs, the heart pounding your chest, the blood burning your veins. Revel in the wonder of being alive.
If the world crashed and burned tomorrow, would you be satisfied? What are you living for? Are you living at all? When you're sixty, seventy, eighty years old, and your knees won't support you, and your eyes are blinded to the world, and your loved ones are dead, will you have wasted your years?
So I dare you. This Christmas. This New Year. This moment in time.
Live.
Just live.
Yeah
Here.
Planet Earth.
This body. This soul. This moment in time.
Stop for a moment. Stop thinking about exams. Stop thinking about what you'll receive for Christmas, what you'll give for Christmas. Stop thinking about how cold it is outside. Just stop.
Revel in the sacred silence. Then ask yourself:
What are you living for?
Why are you here? To become a lawyer? A doctor? To come home every evening, exhausted from school or work or whatever obligations you have to society? To worry about how much money you have? How many friends you have? To worry about yourself? Your flaws? Your imperfections? How you might - just might - not live up to everyone's expectations?
Okay. Now ask yourself this. When was the last time you:
Said "Merry Christmas," and really meant it?
Said "I love you" (to a parent, a friend, a love), and really meant it?
Looked yourself in the mirror and said to yourself, "This is me. I am unique. I am beautiful. I am this spectacular, joyous gift to the world"?
Now. I dare you to:
Sing a Christmas carol at the top of your lungs.
Track down those you love and tell them, really tell them, how much they mean to you.
Laugh because you can.
Lock yourself in your room and dance. Dance because you're beautiful, graceful, free. Dance because no one's watching.
Give someone a gift that can't be bought.
Go outside and stand there. Simply stand there. Revel in the exquisite cold on your skin. Revel in the breath stinging your lungs, the heart pounding your chest, the blood burning your veins. Revel in the wonder of being alive.
If the world crashed and burned tomorrow, would you be satisfied? What are you living for? Are you living at all? When you're sixty, seventy, eighty years old, and your knees won't support you, and your eyes are blinded to the world, and your loved ones are dead, will you have wasted your years?
So I dare you. This Christmas. This New Year. This moment in time.
Live.
Just live.
Yeah
