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celebrate: the human project

Spent a Sat afternoon standing at a corner, watching a weird mix of people walking up to the stage and delivering 15-20 min speeches at TEDxNUS talk. And I thought, these are the doers, these are the people who weren't afraid to fail. Whether they made the right or wrong decisions, something great had to come out of what they persistently endeavored to do... because they put their ideas into action.

And it made me think, Jo, if you didn't fear anything, what would you do?

I would stop criticizing, because I would realize that life is too short to try to control what others do.
AND I would start celebrating people, because that's what gives me energy to do what I need to do.

The funny thing is, when seen in the right light, people's faults become endearing and you can actually say that there is a beauty in our imperfection. The only thought that all my reading boils down to: "What is man that You are mindful of him,Or the son of man that You take care of him?" as quoted from Psalms.

Well, I'm gonna spend this year finding out.

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