I was chasing for success for a long, long time.
I could even define those times as an eternity and i still can’t realize …. how could i be such an idiot to follow this path … for so long.
But that’s not all.
I actually followed lots of other pathless paths so many times … that i could define myself as an expert into those things.
Later on …. analyzing with honesty all what was going on … i somehow realized that i was the prisoner of those situations … but also the guardian that was keeping me there.
I was not allowing myself to stop … going to nowhere ….
All what i was doing was to change a pathless path with another one and another on … and …
Well … time did not changed anything at all.
Even if i was feeling the fact that something was wrong … that part of myself that was acting as a guarding … was keeping myself the prisoner of an … ugly life.
Time was passing … and again nothing changed.
It looked like i was changing the direction … but anywhere i was going … it was still going to … nowhere.
But one day …. having enough of going to the left and to the right …. and finding no real good result for my soul … i decided to do something that i never did before … and that was …. simple start doing …. nothing.
The answer was so damn simple …
I had to stop …. the chaos.
To stop … chasing for illusory desires.
And to think about doing … nothing … for a while … disconnecting from anything means … pathless paths …
Allowing myself … at least … to stop feeling like a prisoner …even if i was living in a prison with invisible walls.
Stop being the prisoner … but also the guardian.
Stop doing that … on and on and on.
Doing nothing became … a better scenario.
So … i started doing that.
And guess what?!
Little by little … my life started to change.
The pathless paths disappeared… or i should say that were replaced … by paths with a better meaning for my life.
I’ve re evaluated everything … ignoring the 2 contradictory roles i was playing all the time …
So …. drinking my coffee into a lovely place … meditating more … and taking the decision to connect only to the beautiful vibes from my life … became probably the best option i could have in mind all the time.
The chaos itself did not disappeared … but … it was not anymore … the main part of my life.
The pathless paths became … lessons of life.
And doing nothing …. which was actually the habit of stopping the time and enjoying life … became more … a hobby.
The guardian did not disappeared completely … and neither the prisoner… but i took the liberty of ignoring those roles.
I’ve started to write my first book at 16 … but then … realizing i could not publish it … i’ve abandoned the idea of being a … writer.
20 years later … i’ve started to write again … believing i will finally succeed … but i’ve failed one more time … not getting the success i was chasing for.
Another 5 years later … i’ve started one more time to write … but this time … more as a therapy.
It’s what i’ve defined as … self therapy.
I was analyzing and defining lots of weird ideas … that were a lot related to me … and my own soul.
I totally forgot that i was chasing for success.
I was simple writing my thoughts … in essays … becoming this way … maybe not a writer …. but what many define as … an essayist.
This is not a poet … and not a writer.
Or maybe is kind of a poet that is incapable of writing poetry … but is still expressing his thoughts … into a similar way … as a poet.
And is not a writer … cause have not the ability to write for too long time … about the same subject.
But maybe i am not an essayist… either.
I am just an ordinary person … that could be better defined … as a thinker.
Analyzing … and defining my life … practicing this process called … self therapy … i started to understand life … and the way to better paths which i should follow.
And i’ve wrote … and wrote … and wrote … realizing one day that i’ve published tens of books …. not really understanding how the hell I’ve succeeded doing that.
Today i dare to recommend writing … as a therapy.
I could even say … it’s a simple way of understanding who we are … but also a process that could help us … heal our souls.
I personally continue to … write.
It’s in fact … a non ending story that … at least for myself … will probably continue for the rest of my life.
But over all … i am glad … i am doing it.
I continue my philosophical journey … not being able to define myself for clear as a writer or an essayist… but …
Well …. most probably… i am on a good path.
And … i would dare to recommend to everyone … all what i am doing today.