When time is limited, the greatest power is learning to calm your mind and be present. As a writer focused on peace in a noisy mind, I've learned that rushing only wastes that limited time. Sometimes we need to stop, breathe, and surrender.
After having my kid I changed a lot about how I was living. Partially because I almost died due to a hemorrhage. Partially because she changed my point of view. I decided to get back into drawing and writing full time. And really giving it a go.
When I finished my MFA, I went right into the workforce going from one job to another for satisfaction. I equated success with paying bills. Which in part can be true. But it was not fulfilling my "soul" I guess.
If I can get my art and writing to pay for itself, to cover atudio costs so I can keep making, then I'd consider that success. Because I'm able to spend time how I want.
What makes this especially interesting from a Nietzschean perspective is that mortality doesn't just make time feel scarce. It forces us to confront what we've decided is worth doing with that time. The uncomfortable question isn't only “What would I do if I had one year left?” but “Why am I postponing the things I claim to value while I still have it?”
The worst thing in life is wasted potential.
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When time is limited, the greatest power is learning to calm your mind and be present. As a writer focused on peace in a noisy mind, I've learned that rushing only wastes that limited time. Sometimes we need to stop, breathe, and surrender.
This is exactly what I needed to hear today. Writing without begging to be liked. Thank you. 🌿
After having my kid I changed a lot about how I was living. Partially because I almost died due to a hemorrhage. Partially because she changed my point of view. I decided to get back into drawing and writing full time. And really giving it a go.
When I finished my MFA, I went right into the workforce going from one job to another for satisfaction. I equated success with paying bills. Which in part can be true. But it was not fulfilling my "soul" I guess.
If I can get my art and writing to pay for itself, to cover atudio costs so I can keep making, then I'd consider that success. Because I'm able to spend time how I want.
proceeds to resume brainrot scrolling
Very well written.
It’s really useful
What makes this especially interesting from a Nietzschean perspective is that mortality doesn't just make time feel scarce. It forces us to confront what we've decided is worth doing with that time. The uncomfortable question isn't only “What would I do if I had one year left?” but “Why am I postponing the things I claim to value while I still have it?”