death and emotions
my holidays had been uneventful, save for some tattoos I got days before Christmas.
here's one of them
remember that you must die.
a concept from Stoicism, a philosophy I've been trying hard (for years) to live by.
but does remembering death really make a difference?
if I’m going to die tomorrow, what would I do differently now?
it is an ongoing pondering for me.
as of now, I just want these words to guide me.
not in a deeply philosophical intellectual sense, but in a more practical way.
as a way of living.
it has been challenging.
I've been reading the The Daily Stoic since many years ago.
and it still stirs something inside of me from time to time.
probably because I haven't really learned anything. lol
I'm way too emotional.
improving yes, but still way too emotional.
it's surprising to me that being a parent actually helped me tame my emotions a little better.
instead of showing anger as default, my son helps put joy on the foreground.
and I really should keep in mind that there's always somebody looking up to me,
watching my every move and listening to my every word.
my thoughts are all over the place now.
this piece proves that.
going back to death, as it turns out, having this mantra (memento mori) gives me a boost of confidence.
courage to go for it
courage to speak the truth
knowing that death is just around the corner puts things into perspective.
don't wait for life to happen.
make it happen.
let us do the things we've been craving to try.
speak the words we've been hiding.
but always be kind..