happiness
Happiness, defined; things that help you find happiness, keep it, and share it with others.
A change in perspective
A change of perspective Everything that I have said thus far as prepared you for this moment. This is where you put on your bathing suit, swim cap, and prepare as we are about to dive into the process of making a film. We have already discussed the three phases and with that in mind you understand how exciting this process. Film is art, and the director is the one with the paint brush, the cameras are the colors, the computer is the canvas, and it is up to the artists to make it the vision. For the purpose of the development of the story, we will do a speed run through. This is an original idea of mine that has yet to be expanded. Here is a brief refresher of it. Using the three phases, we will deconstruct this idea bit by bit to reveal the “magic” so to speak. There is more to a project like this than most people realize. So much in fact that I have given a brief insight to how it is done from a one-man filmmaking crew’s point of view because there is no way getting every painstaking detail down is possible. So, here you go with my adaptation “Filmmaking for dummies.”
By TDW5 years ago in Motivation
To Everyone Whose Hit Rock Bottom
I start my day off by writing(typing) what’s on my mind. What’s in my mind right now? Nothing to be honest. But I can tell you what I’m currently doing. I’m laying down on my younger sister’s bed next to Kayden, my nephew. He’s fussy. I didn’t know humans can be so fussy at six months. Some never outgrow it…
By Sergio Tiburcio5 years ago in Motivation
Here's why I am deleting this one word from my vocabulary.
PATIENCE: the capacity to accept or tolerate delay. Patience is a virtue that many of us, in the modern world are lacking. I on the other hand have been using patience as an excuse to procrastinate. My ability to be proactive is literally overshadowed by my intention to be patient with delays and failures.
By Shibani5 years ago in Motivation
Music Is Magic
Rewinding a cassette didn't bother me at all when I was 5 years old. It was the most rewarding work. Pushing the button with the left facing arrows pictured on it. Waiting patiently and listening to the buzzing of the tape being rapidly recoiled to the beginning. I lived for those moments! The moments I lived for most though, were the ones when I pressed play! That's when the magic began!
By Instincts5 years ago in Motivation
Expectations Lead To Disappointment
How does it make you feel when you believed that your partner would call you this evening, yet they never did? How does it make you feel when you believed you would receive a job promotion, but you didn't, and it was instead handed to another one of your work colleagues? How does it make you feel when you go to have a nice hot shower, only to find that there is no hot water at all? How does it make you feel when you go to the grocery store, and then get stuck in a long customer line at the checkout? I could go on and on with so many different scenarios, because they all involve expectations, and expectations are something all too common for us, which is not a good thing. What emotions and feelings do you get from the above sort of scenarios though, when you are involved in such situations? Disappointment? Anger? Hurt? Sadness? Rejection? Frustration? One thing is for sure, they are not exactly emotions of great joy, jubilation, and happiness! But why do we feel this way? Is it really that bad that our partner didn't call this evening? Perhaps they were busy, they were detained, or they had another engagement to attend to. Does it truly mean they don't love us, or are we just being a bit precious? Is it really that bad that we missed out on a job promotion that we believed we were a certainty to get, when there just might be something even better that comes up in the near future for us anyway? Is it really that bad to have to wait in line for a few minutes at a grocery store, because the staff are overwhelmed with an influx of customers? Sure, these things may be a little inconvenient and disappointing, but they're not the end of the world. The problem is though, because we set expectations for so many things, these feelings of disappointment, inconvenience, anger, frustration, hurt, sadness, rejection, etc begin to compound. With an ongoing barrage of negative emotions, we start to find ourselves living in constant unhappiness. Is that really living?
By David Stidston5 years ago in Motivation
Mystical Blue
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh* is I all I hear as I dive in and out of the water, the harsh realities of life being drowned out by sound that the pressure of water creates in my ears. My brain is allowed to clear out and be empty, just for the few seconds it takes me to cross the pool. I don't have to worry about the financial troubles that my thousands upon thousands of dollars of student debt has caused me. Or about the pain of losing a beloved child to soon. The water doesn't care about any of those things, and prefers that I enter her with an open mind so that she can wash away my troubles. She wraps around my body like a tight blanket, providing me the deep pressure sensation that my body craves in stressful situations. I embrace the burn of my muscles and lungs as I imitate a butterfly crossing the water. I focus on the my arms, careful not to pull my shoulder again, as I know one wrong move could make it where I never swim my favorite stroke again. Having been years since I swam competitively, I no longer have the endurance I once did. When I find myself tiring out, I allow myself to stop using my arms and pretend that I am a mermaid, moving swiftly through the water. Inevitably, my lungs start to burn more than I can handle without the vital oxygen that sits above my underwater paradise. I surface and change to side stroke, saying a small prayer every time my hands create a Anjali mudra in front of my chest. I momentarily feel a connection to my creator like no other, as they are the ones who put this liquid element on earth to calm and sustain me. I try to keep my strokes even, balancing my glides and pulls. This balance is vital for endurance and will allow me to swim the 1760 yards that I have set out to traverse. Around me, others are splashing about. Near the steps, there is a mother teaching her child to swim for the first time. As I pause on the wall I smile in their direction, glad that the little girl is being taught a potentially life saving skill. In the deep end, military men hang upside down on the walls, practicing holding their breaths for minutes instead of seconds at a time. I include them in my silent prayer, thankful for the service they provide my country and that they are always here, working to be better soldiers. In the lane next to me, an old married couple water walks with their aerobic belts on. Like me, they probably have joint problems and the water provides a safe place to exercise without worry of hurting themselves. I chuckle as I hear them bicker from time to time, wondering if that is how my husband and I will sound when we grow older. I finish out one last cool down lap, telling myself this is only the last one until I come back tomorrow. Once I am through, I push my hands down against the bricks that line the pool edge, effectively pushing myself out of the pool. I sit for a moment a take deep gulps out of my water bottle, forever amused that the same medium that just made me break out in a sweat is the same one that will cool me back down. As I stand and wrap myself in my warm, fluffy towel, I am prepared to re-enter the reality that the water allowed me to leave behind.
By Kailey Cutbirth 5 years ago in Motivation
Using Self-Talk to Do What Others Deem “Impossible”
I was drastically unprepared. The hot summer sun beat down on me as I made my way up the street. And though its incline was gradual, its effect on me was immense. Looking around for shade, I saw nothing but cars driving past. Cars with drivers likely thinking, That poor guy. He’s melting out there. Why would anyone run on a day like today? The sad part was, I was only about a quarter of the way there. To my final destination. To my endpoint.
By Corey Fradin5 years ago in Motivation
Finding Equilibrium
As a young woman I was always taught that how I looked mattered more than what I thought. That I had no more to bring to the table than to be pleasing to look at. The Body Positivity movement came far too late for me and not a day goes by that I don’t struggle with my outlook on life. Throughout my teens I was suffocated by the judgement I received from my family members and my so called friends. After years of conditioning I just didn’t have the confidence to rise above and to make changes. The desire to transform was always on the forefront of my mind, however I didn’t have the courage to take those steps until my mid-twenties. While I was pursuing my first degree in technical theater I was truly able to open my mind to other possibilities. I was coming into regular contact with people who encouraged me to see the world differently. Who made me believe that I could do or be anything I set my mind to.
By Emma Barfield5 years ago in Motivation
What are you afraid of?
Someone asked me today why I've not really blogged for a while, they said they've missed my 'words of wisdom'. That kind of summed it up, really, because the truth is, I've not been feeling very wise. I've found the last few months (and by that, I mean years) to be incredibly taxing on all emotional and mental levels, and often, as the day draws to a close, it has felt like I've had precisely zero wisdom to share.
By Joanna McLoughlin5 years ago in Motivation
The Journey not the Story
“Oh, the Places You’ll Go!” a classic Dr. Seuss children’s book that everyone is bound to come across at least once. For me it has conveniently shown up at every milestone I have experienced throughout my life. And I could not be more grateful that this is the bedtime story I associate with not only my childhood, but also my young adulthood. But there’s more to it than just the story, and that’s the journey and story my parents would share once we finished reading for the night. They would share their experience and journey of life to show the places you can go which made me want to be able to one day share my own story with my children, inspired by Dr. Seuss.
By Kennedy Bayer5 years ago in Motivation
