filling your cup.

I guess the phrase ‘ you are a person with a half cup empty or a glass half full’ is passed around and I totally understand the concept. You either view life in a sunny disposition where you are more inclined to think positively, versus the glass half empty as a more negatively inclined minded. I was recording a podcast and as I was waffling on, I said ‘ I am filling my cup by doing stupid amazing silly missions of self development. because one day I will have to drink from my own cup in order to replenish and nourish myself in times of anxiety, stress, discomfort or rest’.

I noticed that, ever since university, I have taken a lot of ‘freeing’ moments in my life. I wouldn’t really classify myself as a free spirit, or wonderlust soul (despite the fact I have written a post saying quite the opposite). I am so rigid in my routines. My everyday looks fairly similar. Pushing myself is considered a night at the local pub with my mates on a Wednesday. But I noticed something I do. I have very random outburst of quite soul seeking moments. I fill my cup. I actively go into spaces of uncomfortability, anxiety-prone situations for what? Filling my cup of moments. It made me wonder, are we people who either fill our cups up a lot, or let the cup of water go stale, throw it away and therefore takes longer to refill? There is no right amount of time in how often you refill your cup. It could be you refill it by seeing your friends for coffee every Saturday. although I feel some people don’t really engage in moments or seek pleasures in order to refill any type of joy to them.

Maybe this is where slight contradictions are with me; i need BIG to fill my cup (okay not entirely true). But I take a lot of big moments . I decdie to do these massive adventures like backpack, ultra marathons and now a multiday cycle to Paris! Because… I AM FILLING MY CUP.

Filling your cup is the liquid when you are thirty. Waking up from the sleep and the only thing you crave is something rushing through you to hydrate your soul. to me, its the moments that make me a little bit scared. but mostly, think ‘ what the fuck am I doing??!!’ and I still do it anyway. That’s the takeaway from this post. filling your cup with the moments of ‘I’m not sure why I need to do this, but my soul and cup with thank me later’.