Let me tell you something.

It’s not that my life is constantly amazing and filled with non-stop wonder.

It isn’t.

And I know you know, but I also realize that sometimes you don’t.

The thing is: I just don’t find it interesting to write about depressing things a lot, not because I am ashamed or afraid you’ll stop taking me seriously, but because I believe it’s actually boring.

I DO feel like shit sometimes, and lost, and confused, and I’ll be searching frantically for answers now and then, but whenever that happens I always know that it’ll only be there for a moment.

In some weird way, this just takes away the urge to share it.

I know I’m lost in an experience and I also know that’s how it works, how WE work, so it doesn’t really freak me out.

This also makes it less interesting for me to talk about it.

Of course I totally get ’the danger’ of people always sharing their Greatest Hits Moments in life, and what those polished posts (unconsciously) can do to our moods and thoughts and ideas of self-worth.

Most of us are not immune to the overwhelming amount of glory and power and success and beauty of the curated online world, and looking at it all day long can fuck us up.

Me too.

But if you’re lucky, you stay grounded mostly, and find your way around those worldly obstacles.

If I’m in a shitty place, sometimes I write about that or talk about that, but most of the time I don’t.

The biggest reason for this is probably that I know that a couple of hours later the world will look brighter again, and it just feels weird to move on after just dropping a huge blog load of crap.

While most people get deeply lost in their daily phases of confusion and complexity, I’ve just had too many experiences of radical change and silly predictions and moods flipping and realizing bigger pictures, to become really desperate.

After a while, the tendency to jump on each and every train to Miseryland that is created by the mind, just subsides, more and more and more.

I can imagine how I sometimes come across as a person who’s got it all covered, who is SO conscious that he somehow floats over the heads of the general population of lost souls, flashing a deeply spiritual smile.

I can assure you that’s not the case.

But a lot HAS changed, and it’s true that life has become more amazing and much easier and more gratifying and exciting than it has been in the first couple of decades.

The complete bandwidth of wellbeing has just gone up, and not just the highs are higher, but the lows are higher too (if you get what I’m saying).

So why do I write more about beautiful insights and divine connection than gruesome grottos of despair?

I guess I just like it better to share uplifting stuff.

It just feels better.

Thanks for listening.

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