Lesson # 1: From This Whole Lesson Writing Thing
The reason it took so long before I wrote the last one was because I got stuck thinking about where I’d derive my last lesson from. Would it be from the NBA? From the last movie I watched? Osama’s death? The Royal Wedding? From Labor day? From Manny Pacquiao? The list goes on.
Then it dawned on me that doing so would only prolong the end of this chapter of my blog. So I decided to derive one from this whole lesson writing thing.
1.1. Lessons can be taken from anything. All we have to do is step back and take a look at what’s in front of you, around you and inside you.
1.2. Writing things down (whether privately, or publicly) clears a lot of things that otherwise would have been nothing but clutter in my already cluttered mind.
1.3. While there are indeed things which we cannot explain nor control; there are those like the way we see things and derive lessons from them, the way we strive to become better, the way we pick ourselves up when we fall, and even the way we see the good despite the bad — and these would make living easier and more beautiful than it is. (inspired by the poem below)
by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
Now, time for some free blogging (no themes and challenges). Unless someone challenges me to do or write about something else. :p