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In quiet moments where are your thoughts? Do you constantly focus on the things you lack or the things that you are blessed with? I found myself dwelling a lot on the things that I lacked in my quiet moments until I realized that I was draining myself worrying more than being appreciative. We live in a world where we can find inspiration on all corners but some of us choose to walk on the straight path and ignore the turns for inspirations. Don't act as if you are always strong and you've never been weak. Don't act like you've never found yourself in a hopeless situation. One thing I tell myself daily is that I never have all the answers so everyday I wake up I try to grow in my personal and spiritual development. Many of us spend too much of our time trying to explain the concept of love rather than actually showing love. Many of us spend too much time trying to explain why we are good people than actually showing our goodness. We have found ourselves being overly expressive in words and not expressive in deeds. It is so rare to come across people who are happy with themselves. People who aren't aware of trends and are simply just floating on their own ocean and not disturbed by the current of the world. There are those of us who pray daily to be blessed with good people in our lives but we never pray for the ability to be able to appreciate and be good to these people when we do get them. So we are continually blessed with good people but we don't know what to do with them so we lose them. We pray for financial gains but we don't pray for the knowledge to be able to balance our investments so we lose them.  We pray for obedient and spiritual children but we don't pray for the guidance in how we should lead them so we fail as parents. In everything we pray for we need to pray for clarity in how we approach the blessings we receive. What I am proudest of in my life is that I have grown. There was a time when I found myself wanting to fit into the bubble of the world now I just stand and watch the bubble float on by. I implore each and everyone to just embrace growth and keep learning to focus on your blessings in your quiet moments.

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