Whenever I feel caught up in the forms of success that society imposes: fame, money, fortune, and power, I am deceived that this is what life should be all about.
Whenever this happens, I get so sick and tired of the current moment and I tend to look down on the simplicity of my experiences as I am fooled to chase after what’s not yet here.
Living in the farm for more than two months now has been teaching me to slow down and to let life happen in its own time and course.
Because I am aggressive and goal-oriented, I am learning how to deny my inclinations to be always on the go a little bit more and more each day.
The beauty of nature reminds me even more to bloom where I’m planted, no matter how difficult it is for me to adjust in the way of life in the farm. I grew up in the city all my life where nearly everything is fast-paced.
I often feel like fish out of water being the oldest in the management team. But good thing I have learned to let go of that need to belong to a clique a long time ago.
Leaders, like lions and eagles, are not found in a flock. They fly and walk alone because that’s how they’re wired.
I sometimes feel like a wildflower in the desert struggling to survive in the midst of life’s oddities. But I know for a fact too that the most beautiful wildflowers are found in harshest environment.
The way I work and voice out my opinion often feels like I’m swimming against a strong current even while I’m still learning how to swim.
Despite these hardships pinning me down, I’m committed to thrive – not just survive – in my chosen path here in the road less traveled.