No Comfort in Comfort

It is not light that we need, but fire.
It is not the gentle shower, but thunder.
We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
-Frederick Douglass

 Sometimes I wonder if plowing hard for work is worth it. And I often dream that I can escape to a faraway land, live in the midst of a beautiful green rice field or the ocean, spending my days doing nothing but collecting seashells. And how wonderful and carefree would that be?

But then I remind myself that humans are designed to do work. We are gifted with intelligence in order to solve problems, blessed with creativity in order to create, and empowered with the strength to run a race of endurance… If we choose to.

I know that rest is as important as work. But while I’m trying to find the balance between the struggle to catch a better future, and telling myself to breathe from day to day… I will try to remember that hey, at least this growing pain is a sign that I’m alive. That I’m still moving, searching, looking, for where this path would lead me.

Because at least… it would still be better than a life, spent in monotony, devoid of growth and change.

And I hope that we’ll always remember… that you can’t have the crops without plowing the ground. You can’t have the beautiful rain without the thunders and lightning. And you can’t have the ocean, without the roar of its many waters.

Because ultimately… there’s no comfort in comfort.

Hello guys. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’m not even sure if any of you still remember me. Haha. I’m currently swamped with overwhelming amount of work because of several new projects in my office. It’s not that I don’t want to write… but I barely have enough sleep as it is during the weekdays. And while I have so many one liner / short paragraphs / prompts that I’ve saved in my phone whenever an idea speaks to me… I didn’t have the time or the energy to actually sit down, chew on it, and write.

But yeah…it’s Saturday now. And despite of everything, I wanted to write this piece. Particularly because it’s a thought that strengthens me… and something, that I hope that would encourage you too, as we are learning the meaning of resilience.

Best of luck,


16 thoughts on “No Comfort in Comfort”

  1. Welcome back 🙂 I know exactly how you feel. I actually spent last year living in Tonga (island in the South Pacific) where I spent a lot of time by the water and collecting spiral shaped sea shells. Only when you’re in that situation do you get an idea of what living in the now is like. (It’s all on my blog if you’re interested)

    I like the story of Henry David Thoreau who went and lived in the woods to read, write, and live simple life.

    1. Thanks. 🙂 I’ve read some of your Tonga adventures. and that’s interesting.. and certainly put new perspectives on things. And coming from a city girl, I guess that’s what I fear: will I lose the drive, the energy, the dreams to do something more that can (probably) only be achieved here.

      But at the same time.. living day to day, and “just be”… sounds idyllic, great, but a little too dreamlike. And while it works for a holiday / or a dream to escape to, I wonder if I would feel more lost, without a sense of purpose, than if I were to stay in the city, plowing away.

  2. I can’t sleep tonight and had just opened the iPad to pen a blog on finding the magic in life, about the little things that give reason and joy to balance the work and worry. So I thank you for your blog

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