Letter To My 33-Year Old Self
This post is part of what I hope will be at least an annual series of letters to myself in what NLP practitioners might call Timeline or Perceptual Positioning. :P
Read the first letter here: Letter To My 14-Year-Old Self.
Letter To My 33-Year-Old Self - February 1, 2014
(On goals, aging and loving yourself)
By this time, I hope that you’ve reached a point where you’ve fully embraced who you are, what you do, and what you want. If not, then consider this a pick-me-up or self-check to help you get back on that track! :D
Walk The Talk? or Talk To Walk?
People say that actions speak louder than words, and that to “prove one’s self” to others, perhaps we are better off just doing something as opposed to having a sort of public declaration that we will.
As in some of my previous posts though, and my exposure to Neuro-Linguistic Programming with Trainstation, I feel that it is equally important to talk or write about things and reveal them to the world rather than wait until it’s fully accomplished.
Our thoughts, our words and our actions are all linked to one another, in a sort of chicken and egg way in that our language can affect how we feel, or how we sit or stand can affect how we feel, and conversely, the way we think is also manifested in the way we speak and present ourselves.
Talk then cower? Or talk and POWER?
Got up around 6:00 a.m. today.
I stepped outside as the sun had yet to fully come out, felt the cool, morning air, saw the layer of the night’s fireworks smoke suspended in the air, and heard the tranquil silence present in the early mornings of the 1st’s of Januaries past.
I imagine there would be no better time to recall the year that has past.
Muni HOHOL in Cebu
Last September 6, Muni had its first hangout session in the vibrant city of Cebu! Here’s what went down during this landmark event for both Muni and Cebu! :)
Epic epicness! I love Cebu! And all these amazing people have given me so many reasons to come back. :)
The Mid-Year Crises :P
It’s July. That time of the year when people usually start to panic about the year that has passed and how they’ve barely got any of their goals accomplished, and how, before the know it, it will be Christmas once again.
I’ve noticed that in the past 3 years, some of my major life occurrences would happen to me in July, as if every year in my life is a movie, beginning with conflict (usually internal) in January, a struggle in April / May, a climax or turning point in July.