A little while ago I spoke about the Light and the Dark. We face a challenge daily, inside ourselves, of honoring our Light or feeding into the Dark.

But it is not God versus demon. It doesn’t have to be that deep. It is simply leaning into our vices, which too often make us feel a little dark. Our shadow self that loves to drink, lives to smoke, wants to deny certain truths, ends in fucking it all up. Whatever ‘it’ is.

The day, the relationship, the situation.

And well, the Light. It’s doing what you’re meant to. Doing rather than pushing it away. It’s the smile on our faces, and the patience we take, with ourselves, with others. It’s the walk between the trees to get some green on the inside of our brains.

Serotonin becomes underrated. We swap the real deal for cheap thrills. And dopamine.
Give me another hit of your vape.

Passion-guava-ice flavour.

What the hell is that?

In spite of it all, I am passionate about accepting one’s duality. About being real. About acknowledging my flaws. About sharing the wins.

We’re like that, aren’t we? As human beings.
We are complex.

Always wondering what comes next.
Sometimes forgetting how to truly breathe in the moment.

Just breathe.

Your nose is blocked and sometimes you choke instead of think. Sometimes you speak too quick, instead of letting it sink in.

All I can say is life’s a balance. Too often we teeter on the tightrope. It feels good, we say, hanging one leg off the edge, pushing the limits when we better off just stay.

Every ‘yes’ you say is a no, some other way.

Every decision you make, shuts a door, opens a window.

Are you going to let the light in?
Or do you much prefer to shut the blinds, and call it a day?

Either way, I guess, is okay.

After all, our duality is here to stay.