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    #32 Before I learned not to listen

    Before I learned not to listen
    I would stand
    seemingly still
    but secretly swaying
    swallowed up by a willow tree
    and its play with the wind

    Before I learned not to listen
    I would hold my head against the rind
    reach
    reconnect with an old friend
    the way it has always felt best
    cheek pressed to chest

    Before I learned not to listen
    a breeze in the leaves
    rustling ruminating
    would sound like raindrops in my ears
    making my eyes answer
    with a torrent of tears

    Before I learned not to listen
    a rolling thunder
    thumping like a beating heart
    would rumble from my cheek to my ear
    replacing my fear
    with a memory I used to held dear
    we were never really apart

    Before I learned not to listen
    before the lust for language
    reduced what I could see
    and sense within
    I would allow the whispers of the wordless world
    speak to me like kin

    Before I learned not to listen
    I would accept
    that once upon a time
    I remembered your name
    and once upon a time we both knew
    we were one and all the same

    Lukas Van Vyve
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    #304 Responsibility brings opportunity

    After writing over 300 daily blog posts (and journaling for 926 days), here’s my main takeaway:

    Once you decide you’re responsible for writing that daily sentence, learning that language, doing that workout…

    Once you decide you’re responsible for making it happen, no matter the circumstances or external events (travel, sickness, emergencies,…)

    That’s when you’ll notice that there are very few excuses that truly stop you from making it happen.

    And that’s when you have the opportunity to become who you’ve always wanted to be.

  • #362 Your perspective is defective

    Change happens when you let go of defective perspectives about who you were, are, and could be.

    What you used to do, are doing, and could do.

    What’s possible for you, and what’s not.

    Whatever your current perspective, it’s defective. Or at least incomplete.

    Life is beautifully unpredictable. You are beautifully unpredictable.

    I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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    #84 Long-term Side Effects of Procrastinating

    I can choose to procrastinate on a project for weeks – then finish it all in one go, right before the deadline.

    In absolute terms, I might have been very efficient with my time – but the time I saved, I spent frustrated with myself.

    The long-term effect on my self-image: I’m a procrastinator.

    What if I work a little bit on a project every single day – and have it finished well before the deadline?

    I might spend more time in total – but every day, every moment spent makes me feel good about myself.

    The long-term effect on my self-image: I cultivate an identity of discipline and consistency. I do what I believe to be good for me. I build character. Taking small daily actions towards a goal becomes part of my identity.

    What’s more: I avoid the frustration and resentment that comes with procrastination (=not doing what I know I should be doing), and feel good about myself instead.

    Long-term, the benefits of small daily actions always outweigh huge last-minute efforts.

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