Blog by Jedde

Photo credits to: Lessons Learned in Life I have a little confession to make - most days, I find it really exhausting to bring myself in front of my computer and start writing something. For example, today, I'm supposed to share new content on my blog because I've made a commitment that I would do so every Thursday, however, soon as I got home, I procrastinated so much and I lost so much time in the end. While I had a schedule in place and what to write, I felt following it didn't really connect with my state today.  So I rummaged through the gallery on my computer and laughed at the memes I've collected over the years. I also browsed on Youtube, Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter trying to convince myself that I would find inspiration from there. I didn't.  Then, as I was about to call it a night and close my empty notepad, I ever so suddenly came across this photo with this quote that says: "Never discourage anyone who continually makes progress,

For quite some time, waking up early in the morning to do some exercise has been on mind. Many months later, it still remains what it is - just an idea that never came to be, not at all put into action. I've been wondering why I couldn't find the motivation to enable me to achieve this and often find myself asking the question why; unable to provide an answer. Each morning, my alarm wakes me up at the time I set the night before and my instant reaction is a constant resistance to succumb to it. I often tell myself that I don't really need to wake up that early. And so, I hit snooze, pull my blanket closer and enjoy some few more minutes to doze. Most mornings are cozy after all, why would I trade this for the world? I deserved to enjoy this hygge . Until one late evening, while I was scrolling through my Kindle App, I came across this book by an author whose name didn't ring a bell. His name's Stephen Guise and he wrote a book about Elastic Habits. Surpris

Here we are - standing at the crossroad; wondering how we all managed to survive the storms that wreaked havoc in our lives this year. Nobody has the slightest idea of how we got here - even us. We do know, however, that the path to reach where we are now is one that's winding, bumpy, narrow, and difficult.  We've lost a lot along the way - hope, inspiration, clarity, even ourselves in the process. We've shed tears, so much of them just like how it's been raining endlessly these past few days of December. We thought there was no way past them - but here we are, wounded but still standing, still fighting. Knees trembling, we try to look back at our journey for a moment. The times we fell down in defeat and felt achingly helpless begin to flood our memories. The darkness is fresh in our minds, the wounds still stinging as though it hasn't been healed. We savor the painful moments, still finding hard to accept that some people who we love dearly have l