我曾經有一位熟識的好友，他的座右銘是：「但求無愧我心」，這是多麼令人動容而且蘊含深意的生命體悟。然而，後來我發現，他竟是擅長挑撥是非的人，為了自身利益，不惜毀損他人的名譽。

「識人不明」幾乎是人生的必修課，但當我們用批判的視角看著他人時，該先問問自己：是否真的無可挑剔？

當發現自己做得還不好，除了自省，更該感慨：「究竟又浪費了多少時間？」

看錯人，只會發生在職場中嗎？當然不，家人之間都可能彼此不了解，又何況是那些偶爾相處的人？

若我父母尚在世，看到我如今所擅長的工作，肯定會驚訝萬分。他們或許從未真正認識過我，就如同我自己，也花了幾十年才找到真正的自己。

 

我們從出生的那一刻起，就被投擲進一場名為「人生」的遊戲。這個遊戲場域是座迷宮，而迷宮的出口，正是「自己」。

只有在真正擁抱自己的那一刻，人生才算真正開始。

我對自己的生命歷程始終充滿興趣，驚覺每一次關鍵的轉折處，總有某些人適時出現，引導方向。

但我也不忘，每一階段的選擇與勇氣，都來自自己內在的靈感召喚。

 

我習慣用「時間的投資報酬」來驗證工作成果，那是我檢測自己是否成長的方式，當我發現自己重複犯錯，會主動拉高警覺的紅線。

有一種情節常在工作中重演：當某些認同我的人，遭遇健康風險或生命威脅時，

周圍便會湧現一股無明的氣流，將矛頭指向我。

這種指責，在人類歷史中從未真正消失過，但既然選擇走上一條廣闊的責任之路，我便提醒自己，儘量減少這種無謂的能量耗損。

看懂人性真相的人，會選擇留下來，繼續支持；而看不懂的，終有一天會加入譴責的行列。

這就是我所說的，有些人掛在嘴上的座右銘，不過是一句場面話。

 

我見過學生無法抵擋他那位經常羞辱我的父親，也見過學生無法說服因斷食而暴怒的丈夫，當然也有相安無事的例子，但也總有些人，始終抱持觀望態度，隨時準備反擊。

我不打算在這篇文章中一一回應那些勸我「停工」的善意，世界本就如此，各執己見，各說各話，然後不歡而散。

我的結論很簡單：對的路，需要有人繼續走下去。

當你意識到「身體之道」需要親身走出來，請先誠實的問自己：這真是你自己的選擇？還是只是對他人交待的回應？

 

每個人在人生某刻，都會有面臨「倒帶」的自覺，最讓人遺憾的，究竟是那些做錯的事？還是，那些該做而從來沒做的事？

「早知道」是最昂貴的智慧，曾經有人提醒你，把睡眠當作養生第一要務；也曾有人勸你，透過斷食，重新與自己的身體建立合作關係。

但這些話，多半成為耳邊風，任其流過。

人生的樣板劇情，一幕幕在我眼前重播。而我學到的最關鍵戲點是：我們認知中的「自己」，從來不是真正的自己。

 

千萬別以為哲學與生命無關，總有那麼一刻，你會與自己深度對話，審視自己的一生。

而很可能，你曾因固執而錯失最重要的契機。說是「固執」，也許還好聽；事實上，那背後往往是「傲慢」的變形。

人為何會墜入傲慢的陷阱？這問題複雜，但答案或許簡單，那就是「人的本然」。

求知的起點是好奇，那是一種最基本的動念。對新知不再好奇，是一種普遍的遺憾；但對自己都不好奇，那才是真正的可惜。

在「不進步」與「悔恨」之間，存在著命運的連結，即便「盡善盡美」是高標，

但與自己好好相處，是每個人此生都該盡力完成的任務。

 

人云亦云的社會氛圍，是由一群不認識自己的人所塑造，而真正認識自己的人，懂得過濾掉所有不相關的聲音，

因為他們知道，時間是一種必須善用的資本，唯有把自己的要務做好，才不辜負生命的託付。

你的人生，是活在別人的言論中？還是擁有屬於你自己的藍圖？

也許，還不到「蓋棺論定」的時刻，但劇本的筆，應該要握在你自己手中。

 

與身體的合作，是與自己的相遇。

我持續觀察那些戲碼，發現：真正早已「與自己同在」的人，與身體的距離，往往不會太遠。

我們可以先預演那無悔的一刻，一種真正「無愧我心」的自覺，向自己此生的關鍵演出、向自己的身體，致上最真誠的謝意。

 

（到頭來，我們只因沒有掌握機會而懊悔。）

 

Awaken First, and Regret Not

I once had a close friend whose life motto was: “As long as I have no shame in my heart.” It’s a moving and profound sentiment. Yet, over time, I discovered he was actually skilled at sowing discord and manipulating situations to serve his own interests—even at the expense of others’ reputations.

Misjudging others is almost a compulsory lesson in life. But before we criticize others, we should ask ourselves: Are we truly beyond reproach?
When we realize we’ve fallen short, reflection isn’t enough—we must also ask: How much time have I already wasted?

Is poor judgment limited to the workplace? Of course not. Even family members may not truly understand one another, let alone people we occasionally encounter.
If my parents were still alive today, they would likely be shocked at the work I now excel in. Perhaps they never really knew me—just as it took me decades to truly find myself.

From the moment we’re born, we’re thrown into a game called life. The playing field is a labyrinth, and the only exit is the self.
Life only truly begins when we embrace who we are.
I’ve always been deeply intrigued by my own journey, and I’ve noticed that at every major turning point, someone shows up—just in time—to help guide the way.
Still, I never forget that every choice and every act of courage came from an inner call I chose to follow.

I often evaluate my work by the “return on time invested”—a way of measuring whether I’ve grown. When I catch myself repeating mistakes, I raise a red flag within.
There’s a recurring pattern I’ve noticed: when people who once admired my work face health risks or life-threatening situations, a wave of blind criticism sometimes arises—and I become the target.
This sort of blame has never truly disappeared throughout human history. But since I chose this path of deep responsibility, I constantly remind myself to reduce needless energy loss.
Those who truly understand human nature will stay and continue supporting; those who don’t will, one day, join the ranks of critics.
That’s why I say: some people’s mottos are nothing more than ornamental words.

I’ve seen students who couldn’t withstand the judgment of a father who publicly shamed me. I’ve seen students unable to persuade their fasting-enraged spouses. Of course, there are peaceful cases, too—but also many who remain on the sidelines, ready to strike when the moment suits them.

I won’t use this article to respond to the many well-intentioned suggestions that I “take a break.” This is the world we live in—everyone with their own views, their own language—and often, parting ways.
My conclusion is simple: the right path still needs someone to keep walking it.
If you believe the way of the body must be walked, then start by asking yourself honestly: Is this truly your choice? Or are you just giving an answer to someone else’s expectations?

At some point in life, everyone will face a moment of rewind—a moment of sudden clarity.
What we regret most isn’t always what we did wrong, but often what we never had the courage to do.
“If only I had known…” is the most expensive form of wisdom.
Perhaps someone once reminded you that sleep is the cornerstone of health.
Perhaps someone advised you to rebuild your relationship with your body through fasting.
But most of these words likely drifted past your ears.

Again and again, I watch life’s patterns replay like scenes from a script.
And the most important lesson I’ve learned is this: The “self” we think we know, is rarely our true self.

Never assume that philosophy is irrelevant to life. The day will come when you engage in a deep conversation with yourself—reviewing the entirety of your life.
You might realize you missed your greatest opportunity because of stubbornness. And to call it “stubbornness” is being generous—more often, it’s the disguised face of arrogance.
Why do people fall into the trap of arrogance? The question is complex, but the answer might be simple: it’s part of human nature.
The beginning of knowledge is curiosity.
Losing curiosity toward new things is a common misfortune—but losing curiosity about yourself? That’s the true tragedy.

Between stagnation and regret lies the web of destiny.
Even if perfection is a lofty ideal, learning to befriend yourself is a task we must all strive to complete in this lifetime.

The collective atmosphere of society is shaped by people who do not truly know themselves.
But those who do know themselves learn to filter out irrelevant noise.
They understand that time is a vital currency—and only by fulfilling their own essential tasks can they truly honor the gift of life.
So ask yourself: Are you living inside others’ opinions, or living by your own blueprint?

It may not yet be time to write your epitaph, but the pen that writes your story should already be in your own hand.

To collaborate with your body is to finally meet yourself.
I continue observing life’s dramas, and I’ve found: those who are truly at peace with themselves never feel far from their body.
We can rehearse that final moment of no regret—a true, heartfelt “I have no shame in my heart”—and offer our sincerest gratitude to the body, and to the vital performance of this one life.