My Return to Facebook

Over the years, I’ve unfollowed most of my Facebook friends. There were various reasons, but the most common was that I was jealous of their exciting lives. They made me feel disappointed in my own; that I was inadequate and didn’t deserve friends because I wasn’t more adventurous or wealthy to afford trips and vacations. And that thinking contributed to my depression.

I freely admit that my life hasn’t been too exciting these past years. I’ve been in school, worked at several jobs, and have been securing a solid financial foundation. In the process, I didn’t make too many friends or date a lot of people. But looking back, I realize the experiences I had were deep, rich, and taught me so much about how to love others. And more importantly, how to love myself.

And as I’ve come to love myself more, I’ve felt my jealously fall away. I count my blessings more than ever, and I trust and give thanks to God for the path he’s put me on. Now I seek to be a strength and friend to those around me, encouraging others to be their best selves and make the most of life.

So I’ve decided to follow my friends again and share in their joys, sorrows, and ponderings. I’ll post compliments and join in intelligent conversations. I’ll say “hi” and ask people how they’re doing and what’s new. I’ll offer myself as someone they can talk to if they’re ever feeling down or alone. And I might even invite them to hang out! Because finally now, I have the time and resources to have fun and go on adventures. After all, life isn’t just something to discuss and ponder. You’ve got to experience it.

So if you haven’t heard from me in years and are surprised to see me randomly comment on your Facebook post, don’t freak out. I’m just stepping outside my comfort zone and being friendly. So cheers! A little kindness is all it takes to make the world a brighter, happier place. I’m just doing my small part 🙂

Love ya,

Goal: Book of Mormon

It’s been a while since I’ve gone through the Book of Mormon. I still remember all of the stories and major points, but with everything I’ve learned over the last few years I think I’ll find a lot more buried knowledge. I’ve got a lot going on for the next couple months, so I’ll set it as a New Year’s goal.

I would also like to go through my old missionary Book of Mormon. Not the Spanish one, haha. But my English one has a TON of markings, and I’d like to review those. It was during my mission that I felt fully convinced that the Book of Mormon was true. I had a testimony beforehand, and I believed the truths that were inside. The real difference was that I was enduring the most intense suffering of my life, and I found relief and peace in reading the Book of Mormon. I felt the fruits of it firsthand.

….. I’ll share my mission story someday. It’s long, dark, and depressing. But the time will come when I will need to tell it. In full.



Namaste, my good reader! Now please excuse me while I go scrape my tongue….

If you’ve ever attended a yoga class or bumped into a new age hippie, you’ve probably been greeted with this word. It’s often spoken like a loud whisper, with the speaker closing their eyes and giving a short bow. You probably sense that it conveys a deep respect and spiritual awareness, and it does to many who invoke it. Here are some of the most popular interpretations of the word:

Or in short, “the divine within me recognizes and honors the divine within you.”

So what’s the big deal, Rob? These are the most beautiful meanings for a word ever!!

I completely agree! But that’s my problem: all of this deep meaning is condensed into a single word, and that makes me uncomfortable. How can I possibly convey such oneness and respect towards someone in a single word?? I’d honestly feel disrespectful in leaving someone with “namaste” only to wonder how deeply I meant it. I would rather speak a thousand words and weave them together in poetry than let one over-simplified word casually describe my vast emotions.

Isn’t that what poetry is about? To describe an emotion in its fullness and give it life? Take the following quotes for instance. Is this not the language we should aspire to?

The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. ~ George Edward Moore

Happiness is within you… so unlock the chains from your heart and let yourself grow— like the sweet flower you are. I know the answer— just spread your wings and set yourself free. ~ Jimi Hendrix

Maybe I rant. I often do. And I understand that “namaste” is not a presumption that you see through someone and know their soul, but that it’s more of an invitation. Perhaps it’s meant to convey openness and authenticity, such as saying “I open my heart to you” or “your soul is one that I would honor the privilege of knowing”. Even so, I’d rather use those phrases. For you see, I’m enormously satisfied when I can perfectly articulate my emotions. It’s like knowing you’ve picked the perfect Christmas present for someone, wrapping it tenderly with a bow, and seeing their face gleam with joy as they open it.

I bond with people at the deepest level of my soul by showing them what it looks like inside. That there’s nothing to fear! And invite them to enter.

So to you, my dear reader: I open my heart to you. Your soul is one that I would honor the privilege of knowing. And I invite you to know mine 🙂