In aviation, V1 speed is defined as the “point of no return” where a pilot has to continue the takeoff and deal with any issue after.

I think it parallels extremely intense emotions. Before that, sane advice might still reach the heart and we can still resort to reasoning. After a certain threshold, a thick deep cloud engulfs the person affected. Regardless of how good our intention is, sometimes the only feasible way is to let it run its course.

It can be very disheartening to see someone on the verge of breakdown, just like tiptoeing at the edge of a cliff. Yet certain emotions, once crossed over V1, are like a fiery blaze fueled by all sorts of forces that we are no match of. The threats to burn down everyone in its course is real. In this case, perhaps all we can do is to set clear boundaries to contain the blaze, and let it burn out within a specific area. Hopefully, when the smother is over, there’s something spared for us to begin healing with.

以前讀過一本書，作者認為每個人生來都有他自己的人生功課。你不能幫別人做功課，更不能搶了別人的功課來做。

每個人都有自己的步伐，在不同時刻看到的風景都不一樣。有時心痛別人正在經歷的苦難。但路是別人的，如何走下去的也是他的選擇。旁人萬般不捨也無可奈何。

以前也聽過: 聰明的人從別人的經驗學習。看來我們大部份人都不聰明，總要自己親自跌得粉身碎骨才學懂一些道理。

生活中的小確幸無處不在。早上修剪好花園的植物、寫好文章、計劃好小旅行、和家人聊聊天、看了本好書、談了一下職涯規劃、吃了一小塊甜品、晚上散步看見一彎新月如鈎……

以前追求乘風破浪，現在才剛剛開始學會欣賞「也無風雨也無晴」的珍貴。

台灣剪紙藝術家楊士毅在他的自傳剖白了他如何從一直沉浸在過去的苦難來創作，到現在只創作令人幸福的作品。

讀了，感同身受。

以前，總以為自己吃苦的經歷，可以作為藝術創作的薪火。

掏心掏肺地把自己所思所想毫無保留地拿出來。殊不知，這把火連自己也燒燼了。

後來，醒來了。明白這種火不長久，也傷身。

以前，我會覺得欣賞有深度的電影和音樂才算是享受。而這些享受通常很燒腦、很苦澀。

後來，大病一場。明白人生已經夠苦，不用再向外望了。

一剎那的交集，我們就以為這就是全世界。

後來，我們長大了，才知道世界很大，我們能感知到的，很小。

Friends are precious, yet they come and go in stages. When we are in the same life stage, we share values, problems, and pursuits. We think we are so close to each other, not knowing that the intersection only covers a very small potion of what our lives embody.

When one moves ahead either by resolving their current problem, or has a change of circumstances, suddenly the intersection is drastically shrinked. It becomes hard to feel the same connection as before as now the differences far outnumber what we share. We are confronted with the stark reality that human experiences can manifest in endless possibilities.

It’s more prominent as one ages. What once connected us tether no more, just like passengers don’t stay in the same train forever.

Podium is built up by the accumulation of everyday hard work. Build your own podium and beat your own PB (personal best)

thoughts from reading 「我還在跑，沒時間變老」

除咗 40x「好靚呀」、「好想睇」，自問都已經做了20年觀眾，好應該寫多幾個字….

何時開始、為何會欣賞這門藝術？

為什麼會喜歡坂東玉三郎？

他對人生的追求，有影響過我嗎？

Food for thoughts….

lovely day