On Misfortunes, Blessings, and Contentment

I’m near the end of my backpacking trip. Just one more day left in Malta then I’ll be in Poland. As I look back on my trip I realized a few things.

First, don’t count the misfortunes but count the blessings. There have been times when I felt cheated, scammed, and taken advantage of due to my kind nature. The more I dwell on these negative events the more time these things occupy my mind. My mind is precious and time is limited. I don’t want to be bothered by the things that already happened. Unless it’s something so detrimental, I will try very hard not to think about it.

On the converse, there are countless times when I felt lucky due to my good karma. Some of these things are actually the result of my choices and actions so I do have to give myself some credit. I feel blessed that I have the time, the health, and the money to travel. Even though I’m still uncertain about my future, I truly feel alive and thankful for the time that is now.

For me, life is a constant discovery and exploration. It’s an accumulation of experiences. Some of these experiences might be tests I need to pass and some experiences offer me a glimpse of the spiritual. I can’t help to think that I am God manifested as a human being. Strange to say but it’s true. And so are 8 billion other gods. Most of them just don’t realize it yet.

I don’t know what else to write since I’ve said everything I wanted to say. I feel empty, in a good sense. Despite the influences of the outside world I feel content. If I were to die tonight I would think everything is in its right place. This is a feeling that I’ve had for quite a while now. I guess this is inner peace that some religions talk about. I want to live a life where everyday I can feel this way, because one day it will truly be my last.