What positive events have taken place in your life over the past year?
Things are alright.
Yeah…
Things are alright.
A lot of positive events happened this year.
First of all
I grew a legendary belly.
Not a normal belly.
A seasonal belly.
A football-in-the-soccer-season belly.
Thank God nobody tried to kick me into success.
No goals were scored with my existence.
These days I don’t walk uphill too confidently…
And I definitely don’t stand too close to cliff edges.
Not because I’m scared of falling
But because
what if I start rolling with confidence?
Strangely…
It became a positive thing.
People don’t bump into me randomly anymore.
They calculate first.
They care.
They think about consequences.
Even a hippopotamus once came to me,
Put a medal on my chest,
And whispered
“My friends are fitter than you.”
I still don’t know if that was an insult
Or a spiritual achievement.
Then I met a mystic.
He told me
“Relax. Don’t worry about the future.”
Then he added very casually…
“The secret path to heaven is first to die.”
He almost enlightened me.
Almost.
One of my feet is still in the material world…
The other is trying to pay rent in the spiritual.
Balancing this boat is not easy.
But I try.
Because I can’t leave spirituality for possessions.
And I can’t abandon possessions
Just to become invisible.
Balance…
That’s the yoga I practice daily.
Another positive thing
I found a place where I can live peacefully
With my dear one.
Yes, I watch emotional drama daily.
Matinee show.
Evening show.
Sometimes midnight reruns.
But it’s real.
Raw.
Unedited.
It feels like I never left the theatre.
Only my role keeps changing
Sometimes actor.
Sometimes audience.
Sometimes only… witness.
I’m learning everything now
Pauses.
Breathing.
Timing.
Chewing techniques.
Speaking without breaking reality.
And then…
The biggest positive shift:
I stopped checking the mirror
For permission.
I stopped asking people
“How do I look?”
Now the confirmation comes from inside.
Wear what is cozy.
Be clean.
Be kind.
And ignore the unnecessary noise of spectators
Who are not even on the stage.
If something is comfortable,
People shouldn’t become detectives.
That’s not rebellion.
That’s rest.
What else?
I can’t say I met an alien last night
Who came in a spaceship
And brought me a Christmas jumper.
But who knows…
Next time it might arrive as Santa.
So if you ever see a strange vehicle in the sky
Please keep it secret.
You might receive sweets.
And maybe…
The last positive thing this year
I got the chance
To share my words
With you.
May your days be filled
With quiet strength,
Soft madness,
And honest kindness.
Thank you.



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