You are what you eat

There's this saying that you are what you eat... I like it; it sounds rather funny... But we all know that most of what we eat during our lifetimes "leaves" our body in a quite familiar shape. This is one thing that really makes me question the possibility of my ever being what I eat. It sounds like a crazy world to me... It sounds like plums and yoghurt for breakfast… for ever!

Instead of being what I eat, I have another one: you are what you choose. Or, to be more at the point, you are your choices. Because it’s one of the most real facts of life that our almost every moment spent on this beautiful planet marks a choice; a choice that we either take, or pass it along to others so that they will make that choice, not us (which is, in fact, another form of choosing yourself). It really is crazy, because, as I’m writing this stuff here, I realize that I’ve seen at least half a dozen movies that have these exact same lines. Despite that, I never took the time to really see myself as the sum (or product, or as the exponent) of the choices I make. And I don’t speak about those few, bigger ones, but rather about those that I rarely even take any time at all to acknowledge their existence.

It sounds a lot like another thing that I’ve learned these days: vuja de. “Vuja de” means the opposite of “déjà vu”, to be more precise, it means that you have the feeling that you have never done a certain thing (or been in a certain place), but you know very well that you have done it (or been there). I like the concept and, moreover, I very much like what certain people are doing with it… And I have to thank one of my friends for telling me to “Google” this phrase.

The connection between this Vick that is the sum (let’s say) of his choices and “vuja de” is that I live my every moment, I know I have lived before (over and over again, especially during this period of not-really-doing-anything-with-my-life that I’ve been passing through) with a lot more consciousness. I acknowledge that the way I act and the way I feel are not the logical results of inertia, but are choices that I make…Or they are non-choices (a word that I find suitable for expressing my choice of not making any choice about a given fact; the choice of inactivity, if you like).

As silly and simplistic as this may sound, I am rediscovering my circles of control, my comfort zones and so on. I very much like these simple things that can (and do) have quite a bigger impact on you than what was normally expected of them.

Food for thought: One in-fashion question was: “Would you have the balls to catch your moment if it ever occurred, or would you let it slip?” I think a more challenging question would be: “Would you have the balls to create your moment, or would you stay low and hope that it will spring out at some point in your life?” Would you?