Ever felt good after being complimented or congratulated by a friend? I think we all have. There’s nothing wrong with it, au contraire, it’s absolutely beautiful when our friends have nothing but kind words to express to us. We feel more driven, motivated and it certainly uplifts our mood even ten times more than it already had been if we were happy before they complimented us.

But there are also cons to this. Sometimes it gets way too much in our head. For example, if you’re a runner and let’s say you did a 5k run in 20 minutes but your target time was 19 minutes. When you upload that shit on the gram you begin getting complimented by all your beloved ones and most of us start settling for the 20 minutes probably thinking: »It’s not bad after all, look at everybody cheering me up saying i’m fucking Forrest Gump». Then we proceed to limit ourselves and we get comfty with that result (not saying it’s bad but we have the capability of doing better and we know what better than anyone).

The trick is in taking the compliments, having a positive emotional reaction towards them but remaining objective and knowing there is still work to be improved.

I find myself wanting so hard to advice my friends. But who am I but a college kiddo whose currently unemployed about to move back to his foreign country and has had practically a sabbatical year besides studies?

That’s right. I’m working on myself nevertheless. I firmly believe I can accomplish BUT, other people’s life aren’t my own. And sometimes instead of considering I’m helping someone out I should really analyze my words and notice if I’m currently in a moment of my journey where I can actually have the luxury of telling other’s what to do? See when you are going to give genuine advice, be real and ask yourself: Is my life demonstrating I am past this issue?

Sometimes people vent to be heard, they’re not actually looking for your feedback. And reassurance, you should provide only to those who actually do the work and you know kind of slipped and simply need that little push which you may deliver because other’s are simply in that part of the process where they’re stuck in ‘’victim’’ mentality, they want the high from the conversation but later on stumble upon the same pattern.

So that being said, pay close attention because sometimes what other’s least want is for you to play the role of the hero and preacher. Shut the fuck up, be humble enough to listen to others deviations in life even if you think you’ve gotten through it a long time ago. This is a game and each and every one of us is on a different level.

About a year ago I remember I was into this girl. I’m more of the cool and calm personality, she on the other hand was a little more alert and savy if you will (NOT JUDGING. Being cool and calm is a burden because we are always looking to avoid uncomfortable situations when people like her can perfectly well stand their ground upon this).

I was attracted by how present she could always be and the vibe she had upon others. She was simply magnetizing to anyone by her charm and that drove me crazy. She would always remind me of moments in which I was slipping and would put in some honest feedback here and there that when thought thoroughly made complete sense.

Exempting the feedback part, these are all qualities she shares with my mother. And it’s funny because now that I think of it, I’ve always been driven for this type of women. Oedipus complex since 95’.

 I found this out because I dated once a girl who was a charming peaceful bean. But things were TOO peaceful and we both knew there were some unresolved matters to discuss. Someone had to step up or it would take a toll on us.

With that being said, you may find toxic conflict in both opposites and those similar to you.

Self-care is the only way. My opposite had to resolve some inner conflicts that made her anxiety sometimes go in disarray and she would act emotionally instead of thinking beforehand.  As for me and the peaceful girl, we needed to develop a proper sense of character to be able to stand our ground accordingly when we must. When those issues were resolved, we could have totally been able to build a trusting relationship. And if it did happen, that wouldn’t mean opposites attract either because what if the other girl whose more similar in personality to me had also worked her inner self?

When you’ve done your homework this way, what comes next are your overviews of life and the world. Your financial standpoints and standards, hobbies, sports and disciplines towards growth. Anything rooted from habit that could bond each other.

And last but not least, the concept of family. This is a prerequisite and I believe a conversation that must be taken way beforehand. I understand we are prone to perspectives and they might change through time, but as of right now, does she want to be the mother of a child or is she too into herself that she is aware she won’t spare that energy on another human being? These things may sound fucked but they’re REAL and must be put in the table to unfilter immediate ambitions and goals in life in order to understand if the partner whom we want to share with can accompany us through our independent journey as much as we can accompany them.

Sure, we can all agree money doesn’t buy happiness. But it does acquire something really important. FINANCIAL FREEDOM.

This is my main goal as of right now. I’m not sure yet how I’ll go through it but I’m one month away from going back to my hometown after spending a year abroad, studying yes but more than anything I was granted the opportunity to take some time to understand myself way better than I did when I arrived at Barcelona

So I realized something, I hate the fucking 9-5 rat race. So what can I do about it?

So far I’ve made my first investment EVER back in June. Things have been going alright. When I get back home, I’m committed to investing cash from every paycheck I receive. I must seize the moment now. Young, no liabilities and no family to provide. I’m actually able to go all in.

I must live the rat race for a while in order to build some income and begin investing but once I generate enough passive income to go independent, I most definitely will. While that’s on »loading» mode I will waste the least seconds possible out of my day.

I am yet to know myself and still have to comprehend my abilities a little better in order to maximize the shit out of them. One thing I know for sure is I’m not quitting, I know too much already to quit, it’s the implementation that could be doing better. WAY better. But I get it now, anyone can do it, we just haven’t built enough mindful resilience and want our ways through the easy road.

So yes, consider this. Don’t just live for the weekends even as tempting as it may be. Invest your money, prioritize spending on yourself. Be broke, don’t act like you’ve got it all together until you actually have. Self care comes in multiple forms and this is one. Setting those boundaries with your friends by letting them know you’ve got shit to do.

Then again, money doesn’t buy happiness but it buys financial freedom which grants us many happy moments as happiness is a set of that, happy moments. So you do you, but there’s no promised land or life upon someone whose not willing to take the hits. That’s how winning is done says Rocky.

Sort of an elixir of life at times, MJ has found a loveable way to get into my life. Usually when I’m invited to smoke I won’t refuse, but I’ve noticed something lately. It’s the ganja which pulls the brakes to my progress. The habit I keep reliving over and over and am not learning from.

Biologically, I know I’m not meant to be an habitual smoker. I’ve learned to control both the anxiety and thoughts running through my mind when I’m pretty faded. Nevertheless, the clumsiness is non-stop, I really struggle to get shit done. And that spark a blunt after working your day formula for me, doesn’t work either. I gradually become delusional and stuck into patterns I know at this point of the process are unnecessary.

Therefore, it’s time to stop buying my own personal weed and be a sort of social smoker. Sure if you invite me to hang out and smoke a dubbie. I’ll bring on some beers or whatever and put my part of the bargain but I’m not buying my own weed for a while. It’s a matter of prioritizing my consciousness, which I’ve slowly but surely began to understand.

Hope this resonates with some of you and once again, this is just me and the way I function. If you can relate, that’s fire. If you can’t, I’m not judging you. You do what’s best for YOU.

They’re the Yingyang to my process. Science is objective and has a practical evident manual towards troubleshooting and changing our behavioral patterns as much as letting us know the importance there is to our nutrition and how everything we eat has a direct influence to our dopamine levels, endorphins, etc… As for the lightwork, it’s that ray of hope that keeps us going, the melody to the journey if you will. It lifts us up whenever we’re down (well, DUH) and is always present to tell us life’s to short to quit.

It’s about balancing these two.

Sometimes concepts like astrology (which I deeply enjoy and is a friendly reminder of my virtues) can be misinterpreted and lead us to entitlement. Justifying shitty behavior because of mercury retrograde is an example of that entitlement.

As for the scientific part, we first must not auto diagnose ourselves upon our researches. I for starters have found many similarities in my behavior at times with psychopathy (although it’s not a 100% evident disorder according to studies), borderline personality disorder and ADHD. I can’t simply label myself with these disorders. It’s important we seek professional help to understand which disorder it is we have and proceed to the mechanisms that will help us move forward and improve ourselves.

Love you peeps!

Keep up the lightwork and get nerdish with the facts!

As a kid, my mother being proud of me and bragging about my achievements which aren’t really that much has enhanced my preacher personality, i’m not at fault but i’m definitely accountable on what i’m going to do about it. I can’t seem to avoid misguiding my process by sharing with everyone all it is i’m doing.

My father would put it into simple words: »Just do it and don’t say shit». But I was always driven by my mothers pride and felt more energetic by letting others know what it is I’m doing. It’s funny because when we do have hardships we have a hard time sharing them. But the good is always present for us to brag about.

This also accounts for our personal journey. We blind ourselves into thinking we’re the smartest in the room. Arrogance consumes us if we allow it to and we begin telling others how to live their life without having actually repaired our own (because we never will).

That’s why success is for the humble, at least until you reach results you’ve gotta remain low key, behind the curtains if you will. If you really want it, you’ve gotta not look for anyone’s approval and I guess that’s my lesson to self of the day, just modyfing a bit of my fathers words: »Shut the fuck up and get to work».

When I began building my habits I noticed something overtime. Monotony is a bitch. Fear is disguised as this bitch. How so? When I started writing down my tasks for the day, I noticed I would fulfill at first those I had been doing for a while. Be it meditation, reading and such. I left not the hardest but those I had not yet even taken a glimpse of last. That was because I was subconsciously aware that my day would not allow me to fulfill ALL of my tasks. So when my day was over, I would innocently tell myself I’d schedule those unknowns tasks for the next day. And then again, same shit different day. This is just procrastination in it’s various forms.

It took a toll on me after a while. It was harsh in the sense that it made me feel sort of misguided. My inspiration was diminishing and therefore affecting my levels of productivity. I would spark a blunt and sooner or later, when being in touch with those deep thoughts THC always provides, I was reminded of what a fearful lil’ bitch I was being.

That’s the beauty of sweet cannabis, my good ol’ friend. It reminds when things could be done better when no one else does. So I lost the sense of entitlement and got back to work. This time, shifting my schedule. Prioritizing the unknown tasks and rewarding myself leaving the easy ones for the end of the day. This in a sense provides major clarity and less uncertainty, it’s a gateway drug to being more spontaneous and trying a variety of different shit you haven’t tried yet.

Not only that, but when it’s time to actually do what I’m good at (the writing mostly) I’m even more passionate about it because I feel deserving of it. The journey is to be enjoyed, but it’s by doing those uncomfortable things that seem so hard at first that makes it beautiful..

I suggest you manage doing this every fucking day, it’s clearly healthy. Facing uncertainty, learning something new, maintaining curiosity. And in order to do that, I suggest we should be productive at all times. Sure maybe before going to bed we may treat ourselves to an episode of our favorite show or whatever, but only if deserved.

And last but not least, HOPE, PATIENCE, RESILIENCE and INGENUITY. We do not have to be skilled or require a certain IQ to have all these attributes.

 If you are building something, be it music, a business or any other craft you must have hope that you are constructing a marvelous future, without hope you can’t have all other 3 qualities since you don’t believe in yourself. The journey is all about confidence and self-belief. Patience. Immediate results are bullshit, and if they come by you’re a fucking drug dealer so calm down Chapo and start building your success brick by brick. Resilience is valuable as fuck if you’ve already begun seeing results since you’ll build haters one way or another. Take them as a means of inspiration/motivation. If they drag you down that’s because you haven’t worked entirely well on your hope (SELF FUCKING BELIEF). Ingenuity is a valuable friend when we feel we aren’t going anywhere with whatever we created. Hope will be that shoulder you’ll always need, once you have that ingenuity will open you doors to look at things differently and once again, fuck monotony up the ass. Maybe your target audience isn’t as pleased with your style as you thought they would, but that might only be a reminder that you should try something new.

I was discussing with this friend of mine how unnecessary the college gap was for me. Four years I honestly feel bad about just thinking I made my parents spend on a major I literally don’t give a fuck about. Sort of an existential crisis enhancer if you will. Anyway, if your not studying a science degree of any sort I suggest that college money is spent on online courses, but first things first.

Take the time to wander, get to know your skills and passions a little bit better. Get to know about something that in the end of the day leaves you with a sense of completion and contempt. This sort of satisfaction is a high I can’t simply grasp to put into words.

I have a friend that since being a kiddo has been obsessed with art (I fucking envy his discovery for his passion since he can remember) so he went for graphic design. Amidst his second year when things got kind of practical he realized he just wasn’t THAT much into graphic design and probably his love for art was of some other kind. Due to his parents pressure and ranting on him  on all the sacrifices they made to pay for his college education, he felt pressured to finish his major and having a degree on something that clearly doesn’t drive him crazy. He told me he could’ve perfectly discovered this by simply watching YouTube tutorials but he was pretty naïve back then (HIS WORDS).

Don’t live by this regret the way my friend did. Many of us take way more time than others on discovering what it is that drives us crazy. Take as much time as you think you should. If you’re about to finish school, if you’re a parent whose kid is still a teenager or If you haven’t gone to college yet, be patient. Fuck ‘’the clock is ticking’’. Do things your own way and avoid external pressures. Sure, you’re not gonna use that as an excuse to being an entitled lazy ass fuck face laying on his couch all day while sparking a blunt. Look for things you’re mildly above average on or you know that with some practice you could be very talented while enjoying the ride.

Once that’s done, it’s marketing time. You must monetize that passion by finding a group of people that dig your shit and are willing to pay for it (niche). Once your services are being paid, no matter the amount, you’ve become an entrepreneur. You will probably want to stick to a 9-5 job until that side hustle money can leave you relying solely on it. But please, don’t stick to a job fulfilling someone else’s dream unless you’re building capital and after work spend your time grinding. That work money, if you can spare a couple bucks after paying your bills, use it to invest and grow on your craft. The struggle is beautiful, people aren’t willing to see that.

With that being said, I hope some of you find this helpful and put in the work that must be done. This comes from someone who is somehow still wandering but has a clue of what he wants and is starting to put his money to work for him. Big up peeps!

‘’You don’t choose your passions; your passions choose you’’

• Jeff Bezos