Depths of sadness and the brutality of loss, changes each one of us in many profound ways. Swallowed up in the deep fog of grief, one learns that when life sucks us under, we can kick against the bottom, break the surface and breathe again. We often project our current feelings out indefinitely - and experience what we think of as the second derivative of those feelings. We feel sad, then we feel sad that we feel sad, instead we should accept our feelings and 'lean in to the suck' for the current moment because tough times don't last, only tough people do. It takes us decades of denial to finally accept ourselves, yet we live happily each day, expecting the world to love and accept us.
None of us are born, with a fixed amount of resilience. Like a muscle, we can build it up, draw on it when we need it. This helps us to figure out who we really are - and we just might become the very best version of ourselves. I've learned that in the face of the void - or in the face of any challenge - we can choose joy and meaning.
I have also learnt that chess is a reflection of life. The first thing it teaches us is that every move has a consequence. So, think through things not always but often enough so that our life doesn't look as uniform and black and white like a chess board.
The game of chess has also taught me, sometimes the queen looks attractive but if she gets taken by an adversary straight after we have saved her, then we might be better off saving our castle or the bald bishop instead. Lesson - don't always choose what seems most desirable if something tells you it might get you into trouble.
And lastly, we cannot get anywhere in chess if we don't look out for the little ones - the small pawns around us. Life is like that too. If we forget the smallest of people, or become too foolish enough to imagine that the little graces we're given are of no value, we end up nowhere. We must notice the tiny things which make our existence privileged and special. Gratitude for what we have in time saves it from becoming what we had.
Taking our blessings for granted is the most ungracious stupidity, both in chess and in life.
P.S : Dedicated to each & every soul who needs healing. May we all stay blessed, prosper & rise. Love & Peace <3 <3 <3
None of us are born, with a fixed amount of resilience. Like a muscle, we can build it up, draw on it when we need it. This helps us to figure out who we really are - and we just might become the very best version of ourselves. I've learned that in the face of the void - or in the face of any challenge - we can choose joy and meaning.
I have also learnt that chess is a reflection of life. The first thing it teaches us is that every move has a consequence. So, think through things not always but often enough so that our life doesn't look as uniform and black and white like a chess board.
The game of chess has also taught me, sometimes the queen looks attractive but if she gets taken by an adversary straight after we have saved her, then we might be better off saving our castle or the bald bishop instead. Lesson - don't always choose what seems most desirable if something tells you it might get you into trouble.
And lastly, we cannot get anywhere in chess if we don't look out for the little ones - the small pawns around us. Life is like that too. If we forget the smallest of people, or become too foolish enough to imagine that the little graces we're given are of no value, we end up nowhere. We must notice the tiny things which make our existence privileged and special. Gratitude for what we have in time saves it from becoming what we had.
Taking our blessings for granted is the most ungracious stupidity, both in chess and in life.
P.S : Dedicated to each & every soul who needs healing. May we all stay blessed, prosper & rise. Love & Peace <3 <3 <3
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