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Do it. Otherwise, nothing’s going to change, nothing’s going to get better for you or for the people around you. In the end, it doesn’t actually matter what you think or how you feel … everyone is a mass of feelings and emotions—some good, some bad. But emotions never built a bridge or fed the hungry or saved a life. I
mean, who cares how you feel? Do something.
We are
all eternally connected, bound by love and the purest parts of our being, bound by shared history and our innate, unyielding, unchanging energy.
To make things better, to achieve the things you want to achieve, to push through and past obstacles, you have to do something. You cannot be inactive. You will die. Complacency is death; it is the opposite of life; it is what keeps us stuck in situations that make us unhappy.
Information is what squelches fear.
We are only afraid of the unknown. Ignorance, or lack of experience, is simply a lack of data. Not all information takes away fear, but any amount of it can dampen the insecurities and the killing unknowns of fear.
When you really know what you’re focused on, you can manifest what you truly want in your life. The trick is to get out of our own damn way.
Love slowly, quietly, and patiently waits for hate to simply burn out. It requires so much more energy to hate than to love, and love has all the time in the world.
The continuance of the spirit is what is true, and things that are truthful are love. The only thing that matters in life is love. Love, here on earth, is our only currency; it is our energy and our existence, and we take that energy with us
into perpetuity.
In everything, we can always control our perspective. We’re all the authors of our own narrative. How we feel about things is down to us and how we perceive things—it’s our responsibility to control our perspective. We all have the capacity to captain our own ship.
RIBS: six ribs broken, in fourteen places PELVIS: three breaks in lower pelvis RIGHT ANKLE: broken LEFT LEG: tibia broken; spiral fracture LEFT ANKLE: broken RIGHT CLAVICLE: broken; dislocated
RIGHT SHOULDER BLADE: cracked; dislocated FACE: eye socket, jaw, mandible, all broken LEFT HAND: broken (Option for surgery was declined by Jeremy and doctor agreed with choice to let self-heal.) LEFT WRIST: fractured LEFT TOES: three breaks—two middle toes broken, left side of foot cracked (metatarsal)
LUNG: collapsed and bruised
LIVER: pierced from rib bone HEAD: major laceration back of head RIGHT EARDRUM: damaged (?); can’t hear RIGHT KNEE: major strain (unknown extent of injury) LEFT EYE: contusion and impact
recently described myself as “kind of a cranky, cynical, grubby cat motherfucker.”
(I stand by every word of that.) To illustrate just how contrarian I can be, I once had a set of coasters made of phrases I like to repeat: “Please cancel my subscription to your issues”; “If I give you a straw, would you suck the fun out of someone else’s day?”; “I’m sorry I called you an asshole. I thought you knew,” etc.
If I get to a point where I have to live on a machine or serious pain drugs to continue, I choose NOT to continue a dishonest life. I have lived all I wanted to live. I have lived all I dreamed to live.
have probably overstayed my time on the planet, so it’s good that I go anyway. I have loved all I wanted to love; I have loved more than I ever dreamed to love. I am honored, overwhelmed, and inspired by all those who reached out in concern, demonstrating love and prayers. To my family and friends Your light, happiness, guidance, laughter, and pain have made this moment real enough for me to actually swallow with certainty.
Everyone has the right to grieve, but I also believe that when you change the perspective and find the joy in the new reality, your grief can become the signpost to a way forward.
When we travel on unpaved paths in our youth—or whenever we do so—we wonder if we’ll ever see an open road where the life we want to lead is possible. No road is ever completely paved, never completely smooth. And I don’t suspect smooth sailing for the rest of my life, either, but my path, at least, is pretty clear.
