Bliss

This is a letter to my newborn self. This is not about what you should do, but what you will do.

One day, you will realize that you are happy. Not because you have everything, but because you have abandoned the need to have everything.

You will spend all your energy walking your own path, and not be distracted by trying to walk someone else’s path.

You will stop measuring your worth against that of others, because your worth is immeasurable. There is no measuring infinite against infinite.

You will realize that anywhere you are at the moment is just as fulfilling as anywhere else you could be. You will realize that it is much more affordable to be happy right where you are.

You will stop being angry because it is a waste of energy.

You will stop being fearful because it is too limited.

Addiction and escape, like misery, loves company.

You will find that envy is created in the mind, and does not exist otherwise.

You will work hard but be surprised when you are rewarded, because an expectation is a promise you give to yourself without control of its fulfillment.

You will realize that those who are living healthy lives are usually the ones least likely to give you advice. The healthy need not counsel the healthy.

You will not be hurt when disparaged because you will not give anyone permission to do so.

You will seek transparency because it is unburdened.