Dear Mexy,
Sorry for the late response. It took me a while thinking about what you have mentioned, especially about the idea that I am using ancient practices and forgotten wisdom. I am not unique that much, but here is a thing; some people are more resilient than others. I have accepted what happened to me and always thought about what I could do to continue and make my life meaningful. I hadn’t wasted my time holding any hatred or pursuing futile revenge. I accepted that bad things, extremely nasty things, are going to happen. And when they came I did not resist. I dealt with them without blaming anyone or anything. However, I believed that they were temporary. They could never be permanent. Nothing is permanent
I did it because I controlled my ego. I did not try telling the destiny what it must do. In the first, I was like a sailor with a small boat shipping in a vast ocean. I was a follower of the wind, whenever it went I adjusted my boat sail. Whenever I saw an island I rested. That’s how I crossed the ocean for the first time. I went with the flow, offering no resistance. Yeah sure, I have faced death on multiple occasions. He was sitting in my boat staring at me day and night. It gives me strength. I was willing to do anything to be alive. To sit again in the boat against him, staring back. I followed the wind, but I trusted myself. The wind, the ocean, the boat do not give a shit about me. They are tools that can be used. I did not put any expectations that the wind should be kinder after a turbulent storm. I never put myself at the mercy of the high waves. Yes, I took action whenever I should, but for the most part, the wind moved the boat. I fought sharks, I slept for days without food. I lost my way out many times but I never gave up
After my first journey, I decided to go back again. This time after I have grown strong muscular arms as well as a sharp mind; this time with friends not alone; this time against the wind if necessary. My mission was not about crossing the ocean, it was about extracting some treasures from the bottom of the ocean. And we failed. We kept trying until we succeeded. I used to take full advantage of my knowledge and skills; to serve a higher purpose as I proceed
There will be scars, accept them and move on until they are gone. Don’t bother thinking about them, the boat is always subjecting to wrecking, so you have to be present, never let any leakage threaten you. Whenever there is a leak, a wound, just deal with it, accept it and do something about it. Do not let it become bigger or you will be swallowed by the ocean. Maintain balance. Balance doesn't mean perfect. Yeah, there will be scars, but if you are willing to enjoy life just open your eyes and withdraw some power from the world, there is plenty for everyone, I guarantee, but very few are willing to believe this
What shaped me? I am just a man who was resilient enough. I did not quit so early. I accepted my pain, whether it was in a fair or an unfair amount. It doesn't matter. I trusted myself; did what I had whenever I should
My advice to you is to find a way to strengthen your mind. Find meaning in everything. Never flee from life’s challenges. Always fix your leaks. Trust yourself. Confess your flaws. Keep learning. Keep taking baby steps. Make progress. Finally, the time will come when you feel whole again. And never let ego be the main driver of your life, and never put high expectations, and never let yourself at the mercy of the high waves; find your own way out
I wish you the best
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