Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.

If you feel a sense of social responsibility, first of all keep working on yourself. Being peaceful yourself is the first step if you want to live in a peaceful universe.

1. Drink water
2. Take a break from social media
3. Think of 3 things you’re grateful for
4. Love yourself
5. Read a book
6. Practice self forgiveness
7. Write down your goals
8. Be honest with yourself
9. Don’t hesitate to tell someone how you feel
10. Take a nap

I don’t know if we’re alone in the universe but I’ve met plenty of people who are alone inside themselves.

Some people survive and talk about it. Some people survive and go silent. Some people survive and create. Everyone deals with unimaginable pain in their own way, and everyone is entitled to that, without judgement. So the next time you look at someone’s life covetously, remember…you may not want to endure what they are enduring right now, at this moment, whilst they sit so quietly before you, looking like a calm ocean on a sunny day. Remember how vast the ocean’s boundaries are. Whilst somewhere the water is calm, in another place in the very same ocean, there is a colossal storm.

Learn the alchemy true human beings know. The moment you accept what troubles you’ve been given, the door will open.

For those of you who just want a body conditioning, what we call toning, in every part – your muscles, your bones, your organs, every part of you – 60 seconds is all it takes. It’s 60 seconds of awareness of your physical being. Awareness that you are a physical being. You’re not your body, but you’re in a body. That’s all it takes, and there’s no stress in it. There’s no having to think about different parts of your body. It’s just, “I exist in a body.” And then you feel your whole body as an observer, 60 seconds of I Am awareness in the physical body. That’s all it takes. You start doing this a few times and suddenly you’re going to realize that there is some new communication, magic happening with your body. It’s suddenly going to start waking up.

I began to understand that suffering and disappointments and melancholy are there not to vex us or cheapen us or deprive us of our dignity but to mature and transfigure us.

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.