I’m not well — but that’s not why I’m writing.
Not to tell you how meaningless this whole existence feels around me in the everyday.
Not to describe the desperate steps I take to defibrillate my creative flow in daily life.
Not to sadden you with how far my everyday reality has drifted from my true self, my spirit.
Not to write about how drained I feel.
I’m not here to dishearten you.
I haven’t come back to bring sorrow into your life.
I’ve surfaced to walk beside you through the rest of the year.
To hold a light for you in your heavy hours. To remind you what a remarkable value you’ve become through the weight-laden path of your life.
I’m writing now to tell you how good it felt the other day to fill my lungs almost completely with oxygen-rich air.
For a moment, to experience again that level of quality that once defined my sense of values. To feel what it means up close to witness real worth before me.
You remember — I happily told you how wonderful it was to see one of my old teachers again.
He spoke at an event about his life — a life that truly deserves professional respect. He moved forward with perseverance and integrity, always guided by continuous growth. A man fully aware of his own abilities, proven by every milestone along his path.
I could only speak about his aura — that confident, knowledge-rich, experience-tempered aura which, even at the age of ninety-one, fills the space around him with vibrant human energy wherever he appears.
Don’t think his journey was an easy ride.
There were undeniably difficult professional chapters that equally shaped his vital self-alignment. Moments he had to process mentally and turn it into his own favor. He kept observing them with calmness until life itself revealed the meaning and weight of those moments — the very ones through which he could continue building his life, his path of meaningful success.
At one point during the talk, he mentioned a quote dear to him, from his favorite writer, which goes something like this:
“There are two significant moments in a person’s life: the first, when one is born — the second, when one discovers their own significance in life.”
Of course, such awakenings rarely happen when we feel we need them the most. Mysteriously, they tend to emerge just when the soul no longer expects them.
Remember — millions of people watch your path with loving, worried curiosity.
Great responsibility rests on your shoulders.
I’m rooting for you to turn your hardships into something that serves you.
Keep in mind: you are a model for many.
I believe that in what’s left of this year, you’ll show what it truly means to face the closing chords of a hard year — with dignity and wisdom.
I believe, I can also gracefully live through this difficult stretch of my life — in those moments when all my creativity seems to have faded away.
Let’s do it together, so that one day we may say with deeper certainty:
life is indeed beautiful.
