personal growth

When I Stop Thinking and Start Listening

by Nicolas Lorenzo

It’s 2:30 a.m.

The world is quiet.
There is no pressure.
No noise.
No expectations.

I sit in silence.

I don’t think.
I don’t analyze.
I don’t try to control the moment.

I write.

Not because I have to.
Not because it’s part of a routine.
But because something inside me begins to speak —
and my hand simply follows.

My thoughts turn into words.
Spirit becomes matter.
Language becomes a bridge between what I feel and what I can touch.

In a world filled with cameras, microphones, and screens, we try to capture everything.
Moments. Feelings. Meaning.

Yet writing is different.

A blank sheet of paper.
A simple pen.
No performance.
No audience.
Just presence.

Writing without thinking feels almost like magic.
Quiet.
Unnoticed.
And yet deeply powerful.

Not every day is perfect.

Yesterday wasn’t either.

I show up.
I give my energy.
I do what is in front of me.

And still — not everything feels light.

Life tests us.

Sometimes it places us in situations we didn’t ask for.
Moments that distract us from our goals.
From our direction.
From what truly matters.

Some responsibilities feel heavy.
Confusing.
Even unfair.

They pull us away from our purpose.

In those moments, I pause.

I return to stillness.
To silence.
To flow.

And quietly, I ask God:

Why?
What is this meant to teach me?

Not in resistance.
Not in anger.
But in trust.

I search for answers.
For love.
For freedom.

Because freedom is love.
Love is peace.
And peace becomes the way forward.

And then — a new day begins.

A reset.

It’s 2:40 a.m.

And once again,
I continue writing my story.

Amen.

When the World Sleeps, I Choose to Wake Up

by Nicolas Lorenzo

When the world sleeps

A new day.
A new morning.
Monday.

I used to hate Mondays.
For a long time, they stood for obligation.
The first day of a week I had to survive.

Back then, I woke up because life demanded it from me.

Today, I wake up because I choose to.

That is the difference.

Earlier than before

I rise much earlier now.
Two.
Three.
Sometimes even four hours earlier than in the past.

Does it always feel good?

No.
Not always.

But the difference is simple —
I am no longer driven by pressure from the outside.
I am guided by a decision within.

Not the world expects me to rise.
I expect it from myself.

Discipline is not punishment

Many people ask me:
“Aren’t you tired when you wake up so early?”

No — I am not tired.

Because I changed something else first.

I let go of late nights.
Of television.
Of distractions that quietly steal life.

I choose rest with intention.
Five, six, sometimes seven hours — deeply.
Enough.

Discipline is not punishment.
It is alignment.

Energy comes from meaning

Since I began living this way, something shifted.

My work flows better.
My focus is clearer.
My energy is stronger.

Not because I sleep more.
But because I live more truthfully.

When a man walks in the direction of his calling,
his strength multiplies.

Not physically.
Spiritually.

Becoming my best version

I do not wake up early to prove something.

I wake up to grow.

To become my best version —
mentally, physically, and spiritually.

To honor the dreams placed in my heart.
To take responsibility for the life entrusted to me.

Not perfectly.
But honestly.

Grace over everything

I know one thing for certain.

Hard work matters.
Discipline matters.
Love matters.

But above all — grace.

I am grateful for the gift of awareness.
For understanding.
For love.

Amen.