Sovereignity

The system is broken.

I don’t hate it. I don’t deny it either. I just don’t want to be part of it — at least, not in a conventional way. It’s simply not for me. My life is not about that...

I have better things to do — other ways of investing my energy.

The list is long, and freedom is my birthright.

Instead of complaining about it, I’ve developed my own micro-system (not without struggle, and through years of trial and error).

Mine is far from perfect. Sometimes it’s hard — being freelance, being nomadic, not having chosen a single, conventional “career path.”

Freedom of choice can be confusing and complex. It demands responsibility, quick adaptability, and constant learning.

It gets difficult financially, and it gets difficult emotionally — especially because I’ve often been judged, mostly by the people I love the most: my family.

But it’s mine. My system. My invention. My territory. I hold sovereignty over it. It brings me tremendous joy and liberty. It gives me more choices than my ancestors ever dreamed of.

And it works — at least for me.

I’m not suggesting that everyone should follow this path, nor that I’m better than anyone who chooses to remain “inside the system.”

I’m deeply aware of how privileged and blessed I’ve been since birth.

It’s definitely more complicated for many, and I am undoubtedly lucky.

So all I’m saying is this: It can be done — for some.

And abundance is a far wider concept than just money-making.

If you’re reading this, chances are you also have the possibility to create your own alternative system.

I no longer believe in “deserving” or “not deserving.” I’m no one to judge that — not for myself, not for anyone.

What I do believe in, and what I try to embody, is the energy and virtue of gratitude.

I’ve noticed that when I embrace gratitude for everything that comes my way, I feel lighter and happier. I think better. I feel better. I do better. And everyone around me benefits from that.

Suffering begins the moment I believe things should — or shouldn’t — be the way they are.

Maybe that kind of ethic and morality is still valid — but again, I’m not the one to judge that. And if I get attached to these ideas in my mind, I suffer.

What I do know is this: my suffering adds nothing good to the collective equation. On the contrary, it drains precious vital energy from my system — energy that could be invested in more proactive, creative, life-affirming ways of participation. So I’ve decided: I will not do that to myself or to others anymore. I will not suffer.

I will embrace pain as much as I embrace pleasure, and I will leave suffering out of the range of possibilities. That period is over. I am an adult now.

Having said that, I’d add: I don’t want to push myself to always be right or coherent. I just want to be authentic — and human. I want to love my chaos too: my indecisiveness, my weaknesses, my fears, my hesitations — as much as I love the strong, brave, and ‘successful’ parts that make me who I am.

I no longer aspire to do big, ambitious things. I simply want to create heart-driven, love-driven things — step by step and without pressure. I keep reminding myself: age and time are just numbers to organize daily life, but they mean nothing on their own. My soul is timeless, and I’m coming home in my own rhythm. I choose alignment with my nature.

I’m giving myself permission to rest in uncertainty — to use more “I don’t knows” in my life — and to embody a different kind of courage: the courage to trust, the courage to share from vulnerability, the courage to own the hot mess I am.

I am like this writing too — not necessarily a finished piece, maybe not fully coherent — but an honest glimpse of my present. So here I am, simply vowing for simplicity and acceptance.