FOREWORD
Writing a diary is a habit like all the other habits.
I started to develop this particular habit when seven years old. I do
remember the first pages of my first diary as disappointments are more deeply engraved in the memory than feelings of joy!
It was about the underrated behaviour of a schoolmate towards other
schoolmates and me. Now, after so many years have passed, I remember it
as the beginning of the habit to write, and I thank him that he initiated it
without having a clue, like me, that initiation actually took place!
After, as a teenager, during a short but sweet basketball carrier, the diary
culture was intensified with my coach demanding to keep the diary during
holidays and write how many kilometres I ran and what feelings and
thoughts about basketball, our team, and teammates I had. Unique times where the crucial ingredient of togetherness was engraved in my soul and my whole being to stay as long as i live here on this planet!
It is worth mentioning that diary became and remain my trustable friend. I shared the most intimate thoughts and situations, like the first kiss, first dance, first-ever romantic sunrise experience, and sunset love. And many disappointments!
I was always trying to find a good part of any experience! All experiences taught me something, more those where I felt pain than those where I felt joy. With joy, especially when you are young, you feel lazy to think deeper, expecting that joy and satisfaction will last forever. You become unable to realize that laziness will dull the blade of intuition, inspiration, and awareness, making you unable to see clearly, thus taking you for a nap. First sweet but, as laziness continues the sweetness becomes bitter and accompanied with nightmares.
The way to overcome this state is to continue unconditionally to be curious!
Curiosity is the source of awakening and medicine for the soul!
Humor also! Suppose Humor accompanies all the conditions you are taken in. In that case, it will give, even to the pain, a unique sweetness showing
that all situations have something good and candy-coated to remember, to
talk, and to write about. Simply to share! If by great fortune, becomes a habit,
the diary is the place where you merely discover that, after all, LIFE IS
BEAUTIFUL!
I continued my diary writings for many years. There was a time when I forgot
about my habit and stopped making daily friends with the paper, but just for a while.
However, I wrote short notes, which later became stories. A couple of words
to initiate memories when the time is right! Those were and are a happy
parts of my life, of any life I suppose. Not that the other times were not
happy, as every day is happiness if you know how to detangle the messages that universe presents, but they were less comfortable and more productive! As I said above, you write more when disappointments start to dominate, and your soul starts bleeding!
I later understood that bleeding is a cure, donation to the soul!
Think that every blood donation gives you an opportunity to rejuvenate and produce more fresh blood, thus contributing to fell younger and be healthier in the process.
Years passed and corona entered our lives!
It was near the end of March 2020 and a first day of lockdown when I
decided to share my thoughts with the trusted and many times tested
friend, the blank paper.
The habit was awake, and I was ready to go till the end. I was much exited
when after a couple of days I realized that this is becoming a book to be left
as a bequest and motivation to you the readers, but I must say also to me
and my children.
And one tip before the diary reveals itself!
CREATE LOVE! Do not ask for definition or meaning. Meaning is CREATED!
“Good books are like wine; The Older the Bolder” Darko Richard Lancelot
October 2021
Let the words spread!
October 2023
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