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My Journey Through Reflection: Adding Meaning and Laughter innit!

 In the whirlwind of world thirties, it often feels like I'm on a F1 Car  with no freakin seatbelt. Juggling work, relationships ( this is a bit a grey if i might say) , and the irresistible pull of my Netflix queue on a Saturday night, I wondered if there was a secret sauce to make these years count. And you know what I found? It's all about reflection. 


So, let me take you through my journey or this pass half of year of Chits’s self-discovery, laughter, and perhaps my own personal growth.



1. Embracing My Imperfections


My journey from Point A to Point B is more like a 4 year’s toddler painting – a beautiful mess. In my early thirties, I used to stress about the idea of 'perfect.' But then come to here  I realized that the quirks, the messy hair, and the "still watching?" pop-up are what make my life interesting. 


Perfection sometimes is overrated; it's the messy, unpredictable journey that fills my life with stories to tell. So now m kinda ride without using a waze. I know the anxiety will be there since i know for sure how control freak I am, but then again life sometimes pretty random right. 


2. Mindful Self-Examination


Reflection, for me, became a time of mindful self-examination. I'd sit down and ask this to myself:


  • How am I really feeling about my career, relationships, and personal growth?
  • What all the external factors are influencing my choices and decisions?
  • How do my closest friends and family perceive my life choices, and what can I learn from their perspectives?


This deep dive into my thoughts and emotions opened up a treasure trove of self-awareness. Knowing self it gives you the drive to value that everything can be just enough. 


3. Exploring New Horizons


My worldview, beliefs, and experiences used to be like a single star in a vast galaxy. But through reflection, I've realized that I have my very own spaceship to explore this universe of possibilities. 


It's the realization that my perspective isn't the only one. So, I started trying new things, whether it's new language , or subscribing a dance app just to try out to dance in a different beat or even appreciating a stupid viral video . And you know what? It's liberating.


4. Setting Personalized Goals


To make reflection meaningful, I set goals that are deeply personal to me. Whether it's achieving milestones in my career, or simply practicing self-compassion, I broke these goals into small, actionable steps. These steps became my roadmap to the person I want to be, a better Chits! 


5. Laughter: My Secret Sauce


Laughter became my secret sauce to spice up my reflections. Life can get too serious sometimes. So, I made it a point to laugh at the absurdity of it all – Like how’s reyne could wait bakmi for an hour , the sudden urge of Benedict eggs! Yeahh rite what a cravings, Netflix's unrelenting questions, and yes, even the cat memes. Laughter fueled my creativity, and that creativity became a catalyst for personal growth.


My thirties are a remarkable chapter in the book of my life. I'm making every moment count by embracing my imperfections, practicing mindful self-examination, exploring new horizons, setting personalized goals, and adding laughter to every step of the journey. 


Through this reflection, I've discovered that life is indeed a comedy – and I've learned to write the best punchlines. Here's to making every reflection matter and finding inspiration in the laughter that fills my  boring yet exciting life.


Love, 


Chits! 

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