Sometimes I feel like a fraud.
Writing stories and sharing the lessons I’ve learned put me in a position that I’m an expert of “this” and expert of “that”, though in reality I’m just a confused human being trying to figure out what it means to live a meaningful life.
And guess what, I’m still confused despite the many books and blogs I’ve read (not mentioning the videos, podcasts, and discussions with people).
There are so many stuff going on. So many it’s hard to tell what’s useful and what’s not.
Some people think that the only way to be happy is to have more money and get what they want. But I haven’t met a single person who is completely happy despite their wealth. For some reasons, they still feel empty.
That feels weird to me.
Some people are busy boosting their social status — they want to feel ahead of others. But I wonder until when they’ll keep doing that. When will they realize that pursuing a higher social status is a fool’s game?
My observations might be biased. I am a flawed human being — a work in progress just like everyone else.
But I’m trying to understand. Why are they doing what they’re doing?
Sometimes I couldn’t help but judge others. But I’m proud to say that over the years, I’ve become less judgmental, and instead become more understanding and more aware of my actions.
Maybe what everyone needs right now is more solitude, and more self-reflection.
I usually start with these 3 questions:
- Why we do what we do?
- What are the things that truly matter?
- How can we lead better lives?
P.S. For your self-reflection, here’s a perfect background music: Theta Waves