Did you ever wake up with the heaviest feeling?
From your whole body aching, to your head pounding and just feeling as you’ve just been hit by a truck?
No, no, this is not your usual hangover I’m talking about.
I’m talking about the side effects of the daily grind.
What? You don’t know what I mean?
Always hustling, pressuring yourself, having to be ahead, not making mistakes, having to provide and prove, being the adult, rushing through tight deadlines, the next place to travel to, afraid of missing out on the next best thing… and the list can go on…
Well you wouldn’t believe me if I told you what happened to my friend, John, last week.
While he was in the middle of a full blown storm of the above, he decided to walk up to his medicine cabinet, reached out to his old friend, the Paracetamol.
As usual, he’d take two with a full glass of water.
Only this time, he felt different as soon as he opened his eyes back after the bitter gulps. He immediately felt bizarre feelings, like a veil was taken off his eyes and a whirlwind of calmness inundated him.
All of a sudden, he needed to sit down, grab a pen and paper and started to fill in the pages in front of him. It wasn’t long before he felt he had finished, put the pen down, shook his head as if he woke up from a dream and went over what he just wrote down.
I bet you’re feeling pretty shitty this morning. I hear that you’re having to do a lot, from having to get ready, get into work, worry about deadlines and people’s expectations, do shopping, pick up the kid, plan your monthly meetings with your friends, bring in the car and arrange holidays with your family. It feels like a lot, I get it.
But I’m here today to give you a bit of perspective, because I think it’s really important you read this.
Let’s start with the best thing today: you’re alive!
You’re living in this age in which you are so lucky to be! Technology is helping taking away so many redundant tasks, just to free more of your time. You’ve got electric energy, electric light, a warm home, a full fridge, a washing machine, a television, running water. Two generations before you had none of those. And if they had, they either had to work real hard or be lucky to be born in a family with access to them.
There’s war, but you’re not living in terror, you’re sheltered, you’re protected.
There’s no hunger for you, you’re not persecuted, imprisoned for your beliefs, appearance or race. But there are still others that are going through these nightmares even today, in another corner of the world.
You have a means of transportation, you have ease of access and can travel, you can see the world in a safer way but it’s still excitingly dangerous enough.
You’re healthy and your body serves you perfectly. You’re lucky cause you’re not missing any limbs or senses.
You have a family, a life line that looks back as much as it looks forward into the future generations. You have your dear ones with you for now and you also have someone that looks up to you and has so much to learn about the world from you and through your eyes.
You have friends, people that appreciate you and want to be around you and give you their precious and limited time.
You’ve got a job, you’re able, you’re skilled and it provides, it is what it is: a job, not a life purpose!
So if I can be blunt, there’s someone in this world that right now wishes to be in your place and have your ‘struggles’.Because they’re blessings! The fact that you can even read this piece of paper, is a blessing!
So I leave you with this last note, John.
What are you going to do so that those people out there, that aren’t as lucky as you are, can be happy even for a little while? They deserve it too!”
He was amazed at what came out of his own hand.
He went back to the pill box and there was only one left, he dropped it in his hand and looked at it.
He brought it closer to his eyes as there was a small indentation he felt.
And that’s when he saw it on the edge of the pill, written clearly: