I've been awake for a while now, You've got me feelin' like a child now, 'Cause everytime I see your bubbly face, I get the tingles in a silly place

I believe in the power of belief. Yes, I believe in The Secret. I agree that we think our life before we live it. And we live it exactly as we imagine it. As we thought it. And in this way we really choose it. On retrospect it is even more evident.

I believe I am blessed and privileged for most part. I have my happy lenses. I am surrounded by friends and family whom I can trust blindly and with eyes wide open. I make friends easily. My human pyramid is well balanced. I mostly love what I do for a living. Always have. And more often than not, do it decently well.

And because I believe this, my life is pretty much a proof of this hypothesis. I have never had to struggle with people, work or life in general.

Now I tried to apply this, consciously, to the less effortless part of my life. And that's where there seems to be an issue. It is not so simple. You can't fake belief. I tried. It doesn't work. You can't consciously guide your conscience. You can't fool the gut. There is no room for Doubting Thomases. The way out seems to be in dealing with the Doubting Thomases. Solving for them. Removing the obstacles - real or imagined. Cleaning the cobwebs. And then making room for belief.

The kind of belief that is complete in itself. That unwavering belief that does not need you to touch a lot of wood. Belief that does not need logic as backup. Belief that does not look for signs to reaffirm.

If I can think it, then i can do it. If I just believe it, there's nothing to it , I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky

cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs, as they tried to teach me how to dance

It's been a while since I posted. In fact it has been over a year, almost two and now I am here to claim my virtual real estate back. So all you Chinese herbal remedy vendors, bugger off from my comment section, and sell your wares somewhere else.

OK now let me get to the point. Yes, I do have something to say.

Most of us spend our lives trying to be responsible, trying to deduce the logic, try to make sense of our actions, trying to rationalize our behavior, trying to be polite, trying to get our spellings right, trying hard to color inside the lines.

The other day I was thinking, that all of the above could be learnt. In fact it is what we are continuously taught and intern teach. What can't be learnt is actually quite the opposite.

To act from the gut, to be irresponsible, to act irrationally, to say what you feel, to think out loud, to not suppress the ‘kida’ inside. To color outside the lines.

You can learn, whenever you want, to color inside the lines. So for as long as you will, enjoy coloring outside!