Chapter 10 On the last day of the special year 2020, I wrote my new year resolution. Given the shocking, hard times the globe experienced through the pandemic, there was a lot of time for me to reflect on life and humanity. So I decided to dive into myself and set a realistic goal that I can afford energy and motivation to accomplish. And so did I, I wrote one thing only, it was: “Decluttering my life.” And so a journey began since January 2021, I’ve distributed my life into two general categories, first was myself, including (Mind, Body, Soul, Heart) followed by the category of relationships including (family, friends, lover, colleagues, acquaintances and so on). Now that we reached chapter 10 of this year, I look back and clearly see how my intentions worked, and it is still in progress. The work I did included setting clear intentions everyday, finding purpose and meaning, accepting, confronting myself, staying true, healing, setting boundaries, prioritizing authenticity, expanding my learning experiences, finding and embracing deep connections, excluding energy vampires and draining confusing situations, and the declutter extended to my place. Decluttering is not easy. It requires time, focus and consistency in recognizing patterns and establishing new systems that actually make life simpler, but it’s worth it. And as the quote says: “Clutter is not just the stuff on your floor – it's anything that stands between you and the life you want to be living.”

What do you do in waiting hours?🥲 Waiting hours used to be a real pain to me, whether I was stuck in traffic, or in a hospital’s cold dull waiting room. But something along the line changed, you guessed it right, my idea about waiting. Instead of sitting there gulping every ounce of boredom, or staring into an empty wall only to breath heavily, I’d wear my headphones, watch some recipe videos or healthy tips, read through reviews of a product I’ve considered purchasing, reply to the messages I left unreplied, add photos of my imaginary future house on Pinterest or watch snapchat’s inspiring stories of challenged individuals. There is an innumerable number of things to explore in this world! And waiting time is an opportunity, where you sit down on a chair, unable to do anything else because you are meant to stay here and now, calmly with a clear state of mind to relax, learn something or get angry and feel terrible. Lastly, I remember the last time I’ve been to a hospital’s waiting room, a lady got in the room, sat on her seat and as 1 minute passed she said: “THE WORST THING IN LIFE IS WAITING!” then she crossed her hands and grimed. I glanced at her and thought: “Wow. Isn’t everyone on their phones, ipads or computers in the 21 century? Why does that become a boring option in waiting rooms only?” That’s my story with waiting time, what’s yours? What do you like to do while waiting? 😃

The One Painting When a series of awakening moments occur in one’s life, there comes a time when the storm subsides, the heavy fog clears & a eureka moment starts to appear everywhere- AHA! This is why all this happened! And as a hidden realization walks slowly to the front row of your mind, “I see you now!” you yell enthusiastically, with a face full of hope, a Lite heart dancing in joy, it almost puts you in a speechless moment of gratitude. But what next? The mind wonders a couple days after your latest exploration. What do I do when I realize what life is about? When I finally found my reason and purpose? You slow down a little bit, hold that question for sometime until a speech appear your way: “ Life is an art, it is beautiful. Have your art your way & own it.” As you hear these words, a sudden awakening strikes again. You finally decide to take a white sheet and pick your most favorite colors.

A Realization In 2020 The party started at 4 pm. It was too early, I was a bit exhausted but a quick shower helped refresh my energy. And here I am, at 4 pm, in the middle of my 2 years old cousin's birthday party, a loud place where little girls run around with their pastel colored dresses, with mothers restlessly taking videos trying to capture a moment forever, while fathers are sitting at the dining table, having coffee and enjoying a talk and a cake. In the meantime, I was taking photos, making small conversations here and there. It sounds like a normal party, but to me, it was the first time in six months where I got out of quarantine solitude, it’s been a long time since the last time I left my own hectic mind a little bit as the quarantine appealed to my introverted self. I delved deeply into my passions to the point any interaction would be a great source of annoyance; interrupting the train of my own thoughts. I took time to reflect on the idea that when you stop doing something for so long & come back to it, you kinda see it for what it really is, as if time finds a way to highlight the importance of some elements, or even zoom out for you to see the big image. That was my case, as an over thinker, I started feeling my thoughts being focused in a direction around others, it felt entertained with others’ thoughts, as if our conversations are “Thought Galleries” and we start showing each other around, explaining our mental designs after saying “hello!”. I realized that communication could be deep even in the shallowest forms, it’s also a chance to explore new meanings in life; formed and crafted by another soul.

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