Have you ever seen a leafless tree in the middle of Spring? What would you think if you saw one?
Poor tree, it’s probably dying – this is what I would definitely find among a flush of different thoughts in my head at the sight of this picture. I would feel sad seeing it bare and weak standing among the countless green ones around it. I would think, it was unfair.
Here’s what happened to me a few years ago. I moved from a noisy city to a small town framed at both sides by vast fields and woods. Place that I personally believe to be wildlife heaven. It’s the place where a plain crown looks like a fashion model and hedgehogs are enjoying their bust lives on your backyard.
It was Spring and everything around stood in magnif...
Living a life in isolation does not make you a better Artist!
The power of creative minds is the force that makes the Earth rotate, the Sun rise and the life on our planet evolve. But there are four basic conditions for prosperity of a creative mind that at times may seem reachable only in isolation.
World is a noisy torture.
Most of artists I know admit, that’s how they feel. And so, they search for quiet by isolating themselves from all the things that happen and happen and happen in the outside world. This need for silence at times becomes the only thing that matters and many artists feel this undeniable urge to get away (preferably on the Moon).
This post is my attempt at journaling online. And it feels different.
Nevertheless, I am willing to try and since I have some things to say, I sincerely hope that this post will be something interesting to read.
Let me begin with quarantine and how this global COVID-19 pandemic affected me. To my own surprise and utter bewilderment, it is not all bad. Scary? Yes! But not bad at all.
Maybe it has something to do with my book that I started writing in the end of September, 2019, which touches on terrifying aspects of immortality and connected to countless outbursts of pandemics throughout the entire history of mankind, but I feel the current situation is no...
It’s been almost five years since I first discovered freelance as a way of living for myself.
For a long time, I kept definition of freelance and business separate in my mind. When I started out as a newbie in the field of, as I used to define it, independent work from home I had no idea what a complex, demanding, and at times competitive venture it really was. And since usually the word business made me think about a tie and a black leather case, for a long time I was refusing to admit that freelance was also a very special kind of business.
Now, all those years later, freelance and business are some kind of synonyms for me. Because making a living as a freelancer means to be a good tête-à-tête businessman (woman).
This brilliant with its simplicity question stands in the base of the professional journey called freelance. But how many of freelancers can actually answer to this question?
For a long time, I was following this false belief that the answer to this question was something only high-level professional freelancers could know. I thought of it as one thinks about math; that only talented wits can get it. But in the cloud of this mindset, I forgot about one absolutely important thing: freelance is all about experience and every experience is different.
So the answer to this question is not one for everyone but rather it’s a mechanism that sets the tone to the future personal progress in freelance.
Over the years, I learnt a few ways that helped me...
Please, don’t get me wrong: this is not a note to add to the established image of a writer. This is a short blog post written by a writer without spectacles.
Spectacles and hat – the main attributes for the sacred ritual of writing through writer’s block (for those who believe such thing exists), and I am sure it does especially in the first years of writing. In some way, I can assure I saw it like one sees a shadow on the dimly lit street in midnight on Halloween. Could be just a vision and yet, what if it was real?!
Another combo to add to the attributes is a cup of steaming drink and a cheap tobacco cigar. Maybe a typewriter.
Well, from all the possible attributes I have only fake pair of spectacles, hat, and a cup of steaming coffee at...
2020 started as a swift spin down. Many plans and goals, hopes and visions were forced to be put on hold. Time slipped through our fingers with the speed of waterfall and I know, many of us feel like there is no hope for this year anymore.
Many of us feel like there is nothing we can do about this year; nothing but wait till it ends.
But what about everyday counts and time irretrievability? After all, no one is responsible for your life but you.
Naturally, this challenging time made all of us, people, to, whether intentionally or not, split into two groups: one that adopts to the new time and the other that lets the worst side of the new world order to consume and break them. And though, now, when I am actually thinking about it, it somehow seems too radica...
Unimaginable amount of possibilities and opportunities that exist in the world can easily cloud our minds, weaken us, and strip off our inborn greatness. And clarity is the only way to avoid it.
I know from personal experience how hard it can be to plan out even just a week ahead, gather the data and set everything the best way possible, so all the goals could have been achieved and all the projects successfully executed. It’s a complicated process that most of people struggle to perform. And this is perhaps one of the superpowers highly successful people have mastered.
It’s especially important if you, just like me, have a trouble to direct the focus of your mind to one direction, constantly finding yourself veering off and paying attention to things tha...
It took me a while to reflect on this idea – you can be anyone and do anything you want, but for some reasons you keep replacing doors with walls and then cry ‘how unfair life is.’
It may look like the whole world is against you but what is really happening is that you keep limiting yourself, creating new and new barriers on your way to a happy living.
Subconscious has unimaginable power over your life; all the things it believes in sooner or later becomes your only reality. If you believe that you have no time or capability to work towards your dream, then you lost without even starting.
3 Bullheads of How You Limit Yourself
You predict without actual trying
Think how many times you came to a conclusion based merel...
First, I learnt to read and then I started learning to live, or something like that. But really, what can be more beneficial for your life than a good, wisdom-ish friend in the pocket of your jeans or bag? Especially, for an introvert-minded person.
Books are the best teachers, who would argue with that. But there are books that not only teach you something but shift you from the very inside giving new perspectives on the stagnant layers of reality.
In my notebook, where I keep all the notes on the books I have ever read in my life, I found a pool of nostalgic thoughts about the time when I only started showing interest in books other than fiction, and 5 great titles that prompted me at once to start writing this post.
I’ll tell you a story: once, there was a girl that believed she could do anything. But things she did at the end of the day were not the right things and so, her greatness started slowly dissipating. Is not it what magic in reverse looks like?
As a human, you have the privilege to be anyone and to do anything you can only imagine. But in the world, where everything fights for your attention, where colours and smells are there to entice you to want what you don’t even need, where fashionable pictures of super stars look down at you daily affecting your idea of the beautiful, and where information does not go through filters of valid or reasonable, this privilege plays a bad joke on you.
It messes up with your head; if you can be anyone why cannot you be ev...
Really, what word out of millions existing would be good enough to describe what happiness is? Hard to say, is not it? At the same time, the answer seems really close to being easy, trivial even, right on the plate in front of your nose. Then why it is still so hard to answer.
I believe that only those who are deeply unhappy can really tell what happiness is about. This paradoxical twist between two seemingly opposing sides of neutral condition such as living, and I do think that living in its stripped form is a quite neutral thing, is both enticing and scaring. It draws in the part of you that is inclined to wonder and scares the hell out of the part that solely clings to reason.
Everyone knows the Mad Hatter from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, and though I am not implying that you can potentially be as magnificently mad as that fictional character straight out of Lewis Carroll’s imagination, I do say that madness is a matter of circumstances and other factors coming both from inside and outside of you.
But why am I even talking about it? Madness is a serious topic and am I not going too far by starting this serious topic with mentioning the Mad Hatter? I guess, being a fiction writer could explain my sudden association of madness with the Mad Hatter, but the main point of today’s discussion is that everyone, no matter how sainty-painty you are, has a madness trigger and I have a few words on that.
Mad world—what are you doing to the creative minds that are your only salvation?
What, not dramatic enough?
I think this conversation is not going to be easy for both of us but we have to talk about it anyway.
No matter how passionate or confident you are about your dream, there come the times when things just don’t work out the way you expected. Those times leave you vulnerable and unprotected in front of the hungry, never satisfied cockroaches sneaking here and there.
They are the kind of people who do not tolerate big dreamers. They are the kind of people, mom taught you to avoid.
But when you are emotionally unprotected, you cannot escape them.
When you are emotionally unprotected, they will find you even on the...
Those are the movers to the best part of living which is action.
Standard formula of making a decision is quite simple: it relies on such mental processes as reason, biases, memories, and emotions.
Your past experience, psychological boundaries, insecurities, and intentions are the gears with which you weight the benefits and costs of this or that decision but those are also the extra weight that can derail you from making a truly right decision for yourself.
Becuse what will others think?
If people could use the mythical ability of ostriches bury their heads in the sand each time they are scared or threatened by what others will think of them, half of the world would get stuck underground.
If there was a conversation before the life on earth was created, I would imagine it be like that.
Nothing is perfect.
Beauty has become a target for wars of objective opinions.
The lenses through which we look at the world got blurry by marketing tricks, fashion trends and other social media propaganda.
Yet, more and more people learn to see uniqueness within imperfections and though slowly we seem to be opening our hearts to the different beauty of appearances, there are other aspects of life that seem to get all the extra weight from that.
When the path of self-fulfillment gets slippery
What is life for if not for the fulfilment of one’s hopes and ambitions.
I love the world; this new world where my voice is promised to be heard and where my heart does not have to go through the tunnels of deceiving in order to survive the censured reality of outside world.
I can finally breathe and speak my mind.
I can navigate my life the way I want and enjoy the fruits of the choices that were purely made by me.
I can be honest and I can be fearless.
No more silent compassion anymore!
No more lies.
Now, in this new world, I have the rights to express my opinion and pursue my visions.
As long as my freedom does not take away the freedom of others, I am free.
Or so I thought.
Living in a box with a beautiful view of a promise
Would it be too much to say that my spin of rejections began at early age and had been dragging my subconscious through all these years with a pompous disdain?
Fortunately, I survived, became stronger and created this tiny nook of mine to rant all about my experience and share a survival guide I have developed for all these years that helps me keep going through the spin of rejections unharmed.
Well, almost unharmed.
I mean, not that I am an expert on it but I have developed a quite working scheme that helps me to come back from the burning aches of rejections in a matter of few hours.
Fine, sometimes it takes longer than that but listen, I know some ...
I know it after years of fighting and refusing to believe in its existence.
I was a solder in the army of my creative bits that drove a stake of pain through my middle each time I was thrown under a wagon of stress. I called it a creative predicament. I thought I had to wait till it goes away and then keep fighting, pushing, and literally making myself to move forward.
It did not work.
It was not effective either, but I am not someone who gives up easily. My forehead is much stronger than it looks. I can drill a hole with it through a thick pack of ice if I need to, this is how strong it is.
But burnout is real and its power is feeding on disbelief and denial. As long as you think it is nothing but a myth, it grows like ...
Everyone has their talents and gifts. No one is born without it.
However, looking back I remember a few people that I believed to be the most talented and gifted people I had ever met. They created without meaning to. They talked to the world and other people around them with easiness. Their words were like feathers peacefully swinging in the air.
And I remember myself feeling like the least talented person in the world.
Nothing came easily to me and even a single conversation could leave me deeply confused and sometimes even hurt.
It was not because I compared myself to those I believed to be the most talented ones.
But in the room, when everyone started to shine and glow demonstrating their talents, I would be like a blac...
Last year, in September, I started one of the most important journeys of my life – this blog.
Honestly, it reminded me a trip through a gigantic field covered from sky to ground with smoky white fog. I had no idea where I was heading but I knew that I had to keep going. That was pretty much all I knew back then.
Today, I can hardly believe it has been a year, A WHOLE YEAR, since I did my first publication on this website. It still feels like it was just yesterday, you know.
But looking back, I can see how impactful and life-changing this year of blogging was for me.
How it all started?
As all the best things in my life, it all started with an idea. Well, a thought actually.
I have already mentioned these two books on my Instagram but I thought it would be great to dedicate my attention to them one more time here.
Because these two books have changed and are still changing the way I build my freelance career. And since online business has become one of the most popular forms of business these days, the books I am going to share with you today will help you to get a grasp on the main ideas of online business and freelance.
These books will help you to find the answers to such questions as ‘How to find clients and connect to people in your field?’ ‘How to negotiate to win a contract?’ and ‘How to build a powerful network to help you grow your online business?’
The benefits of physical activity are now well-known all over the world. Even a child knows that working out is an important part of healthy body and mind but did you know that a simple 20-40 minutes of everyday running can actually help you to become a life winner.
Here is my very much proven theory
Honestly, for a long time I had rather dubious feelings about running every day. Just like you, I was skeptical if it was safe for my joints and back. The countless amount of articles telling that running is not as healthy as we think and describing health risks of everyday running only added more smoke to the fire.
And so, after five months of everyday running, I gave up.
If they said it was not safe or healthy for me then ...