Much love, Shaudeh Farjami

You can be in love with a million sights, souls, and minds. Never apologize for your light, your passion, or your enthusiasm.

Enthusiasm fuels the world.

I am a strong believer that every individual in this world bestows a quality that is difficult to put into words for others to fully understand. A characteristic that cannot be expressed succinctly.

As for me, I find myself easily excited and caught up in the moment. I jump the gun quicker than most, enflamed by the tiniest slither of light no matter how far the end of the tunnel may be.

Stop psyching yourself out over the million things that could go wrong, and start getting motivated by what could go right. Spiking your hopes up might be risky business, but nothing beats the adrenaline rush of manifestation.

I fall feet first, heart-set and dedicated, quicker than most. Steeper. Perhaps it’s because I take on every task enthusiastically and eagerly. I am genuinely invested in every experience, relationship, and interaction that crosses my path. I see the best potential in everything. I am giddy over tentative weekend plans, tomorrow’s breakfast, a new friend, and still excited over a guy who waved at me on campus 9 days ago. I just can’t help but love so big.

It’s a blessing and a curse, the way the little things spark my fire. The little details burn my flame. The instant heart eyes for each endeavor.

The difficulty of explaining my eager passion is explaining how it pushes others away. In hindsight, I still don’t understand it entirely. My enthusiasm can be overwhelming and misunderstood. My burning fire can be misinterpreted for over excitement. As soon as things start going up, I scare others away with my open arms and enthusiastic heart. The interpretation sounds counter intuitive to the intention.

I’ve watched it go down with my own eyes, felt it in my own heart. Ripped, crushed, tossed. As soon as I let someone in comfortably, they’re overwhelmed by my passionate flame. My hope and excitement. My compassion and genuine care. Watching people slam the door and shut the blind one after another. I can’t seem to find someone who just gets it. I convinced myself this excitement was a negative trait my whole life.

Until now.

There is nothing wrong about loving the heck out of everything. Negative people close their blinds on compassion. I will never apologize for my energy. Never, not again. Not everyone will get it, and that’s just fine.

My eager nature is the shine in my eyes, the glimmer in my smile, the charisma in my words, the tug of my hand, and the undying steam motivating my goals.

I’ll never feel bad for loving too hard or reflecting the effort that I want reciprocated my way. The day I quit illuminating the energy I want to attract will never see the light.

Much love,

Shaudeh Farjami