By my side
Somehow these days I couldn’t get out of my head the newsletter and my personal writing.
I sent the last post when I barely had wifi neither time, not including the photo upfront, not uploading the stories I always post and neither being able to put the link to the workshop I’ve mentioned (here!) Yet I sent it, but the lack of those details made me felt ridiculously bad with my work.
This past week, the lovely hustle of the workshop hasn’t somehow allowed me to find some quiet time for writing. Although I almost I had a post completed to be sent by today, as it happened other times, as I wrote it in chops, trying to squeeze moments to add sentences to it, made it feel too forced.
Sitting in front of the computer and writing beautiful thoughts about how life and work can be intentional it’s easy, that’s why so many people make so much money out of the industry of self-help. All I wrote comes from my heart, but right now I would feel a fraud if I wrote something similar to what I tend to write, because my mind is not clear, because I have too many questions I have to go through now and I need time.
Sitting in front of the computer and writing beautiful thoughts about how life and work can be intentional it’s easy when things seem to be clear in life, but I would feel a fraud if I do it right now. Because even though I use this thoughts to tell them to myself, right now things doesn’t seem clear enough to have the guts to put them outside in this platform.
The only thing is clear is that although I may have questions and confusions, I’m having a great time, and like so, I’d like to share a little poem inspired by what I’ve experienced so far in Kazakhstan, because I guess sometimes things don’t need to be thought, but just felt.
An empty empire
framed with pipes
air in the gas
unexploited soil
and half-priced oil.
Hitch-hikers revealed by the dust
rusty road signs
fencing plastic palaces
covered by ever-lasting flowers
and neon light.
Mountains on the horizon.
Post-soviet buildings on the back.
The spirit of a wild horse
by my side
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Yours,
H.