You have 100 units of energy and focus per day.
Every decision you make - every thought you give attention to - spends those units.
Spend them wisely.
If you use 20 units on something useful, you grow.
If you use 20 units on something useless, you decline.
So… what’s useful vs. useless?
Useless information is anything that doesn’t directly improve your life or the lives of others.
If you’re an artist, watching videos or reading news about how horrible things are - unless it fuels your art - it’s useless.
Awareness has its place.
But overdosing on negativity makes you part of the problem.
Get just enough awareness to stay informed, then return to your purpose.
If you can’t do anything with the information you’re consuming, it’s a waste of your energy units.
And when you fill your mind with useless things, you make the world a little less beautiful.
Doom and gloom are everywhere, and so are endless explanations for it.
Recently, a study showed that short-form content can harm the brain as much as alcohol.
Let that sink in.
Protect your energy.
Think great. Be great.
Be a solution person.
Feed the world with positivity, not more noise.
Everyone wants your attention.
Don’t give it away without examining the cost to your well-being.
You affect everyone around you.
Guard your 100 units wisely.
Senseless acts of violence will never move us toward a higher morality. No matter the justification for harming someone you disagree with, it is wrong. Violence does not come from a place of clarity or health. It comes from distortion, pain, or despair.
As a father and a son, I cannot imagine taking someone’s child or parent from them simply because of their words. I believe no one’s opinion of me has power unless I choose to agree with it. Words may sting, but they do not define us unless we allow them to.
For those who feel easily shaken or threatened by the words of others, my hope is that you find greater inner strength and peace. My thoughts are with the family of the slain. The loss of meaningful lives is felt deeply in this world.
Now, to leave you with some optimism, here is a poem:
Tomorrow’s Garden
Today feels heavy,
but seeds are still being planted.
Quietly, unseen,
beneath soil that looks barren.
One day,
those seeds will split open
and rise toward the sun,
reminding us that hope,
like spring,
cannot be stopped forever.
Let’s divide our loneliness between us,
tonight, at the picnic table of love
where sorrow is softened
by moonlight and mustard,
and the ants carry only crumbs,
not burdens.
My mom was denied a U.S. visa for six consecutive years.
When we left Iran, we were told she’d join us in America just a week later. My dad, my two siblings, and I made it to the U.S.—but she remained behind. Week after week, year after year, her visa was denied.
She had a chance to enter through Canada illegally, but she refused. She wanted to do it the right way. The legal way. Even if it meant waiting. Even if it meant missing birthdays, graduations, and everyday moments.
Six years went by before we were finally reunited.
To this day, I carry her patience, dignity, and quiet strength with me.
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