healing
How to heal fully and properly.
How I found my voice through the art of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu
I came from a very talented and gifted family. receiving traits such as athleticism as well as the love of arts. I Grew up at church most of my life, My earliest memories are sneaking out of the children's church services and sneaking into dress rehearsals for the churches theatre. My parents don't speak much of it now but they were both talented actors. I fell in love with story telling right in that moment... However I let the opinions of vicious children my age steal my voice box.
By Noelle Cepeda5 years ago in Motivation
Change
There was nothing more to say. All of the things that needed to get out of her were delivered madly and fiercely and could never be taken back. She wanted desperately to forget all of the events that led to the toxic explosion of verbiage and acts of hostility. She was desperate to escape the shame. There was no undoing this. Her mind replayed every word, every emotion, every tortured look on their faces. She was exhausted. As she drove away, alone she heard a voice. It was calm and reassuring and it said to her “you get to decide what you want to think about.” This was news to her. She had spent a lifetime trying to outthink all of the events that baffled her. Nothing was ever left to God. She had no knowledge of God. This constant thinking that she thought was mandatory was never comforting, it never found resolution, instead it was manipulative. It would force her into the worst situations with painful results There was no way to outthink what had happened. Everything was said and done. But this voice, it told of something she never thought before and it hinted at the possibility of relief. LIttle did she know at that moment that these words would start a revolution inside her, that they would stir an awakening to depths she couldn’t even imagine and they would change the course of her life from that moment forward.
By Tiffanie Maas5 years ago in Motivation
To all my identities I've had before
Okay, here's the deal. I just wrote 2500 words for my English class on Friday night and my professor is probably going to hate it since it's not well-structured enough and all that stuff. If I let that happen that would mean I just lost 4 hours of my life (skipping the fact I'm one step closer to getting my Associate's Degree) not including the pizza break. Honestly, I had fun with it so maybe, just maybe you will too. Enjoy my English 01 homework!
By Martyna Dearing5 years ago in Motivation
The Colors of Emotion
When I was little, every ounce of my being was devoted to not dying and avoiding injury. Emotion was grey. A long rainbow of grey. Fear is grey. Happiness is cool grey 2 (CG), because it’s lighter, but there’s always a risk that my smile wasn’t the right smile, my thank you wasn’t the right thank you, or they just might want to do something else and nothing I could say or do had any impact on what they’d do. I was kind of a CG1 color, just so barely there that people might forget I was around.
By Duointherain5 years ago in Motivation
No One Is Perfect
The truth of the matter is that we’re all broken or have been broken before. Yes every single one of us, but broken crayons still color, right? Some heal quickly while it takes others half their life or maybe their whole life trying to heal. Some want to heal and are easily willing to try anything while others want to but don’t know how to. Then there are the ones who know they need to heal, but rather settle because they’re scared to. There’s also the ones who don’t see that they need to heal or they don’t like getting called out having to admit that they need in-fact need to. There’s those that aware that they need to heal but don’t bother trying so they make excuses to be the way they are.
By Lia Blair5 years ago in Motivation
The Secret to Success
Twenty-one years old. I watch her tirelessly from the dusty floorboards beneath her bed. I hear her vacant cries about the unknown; will she find love, will her poetry ever take off, will she graduate and find a job in a city far away, will all of her twenties be spent in a global pandemic? She sits in the mirror every morning, painting her face with makeup to mask the natural beauty that beams from her aura alone. She gives herself pep-talks that she finishes with a smile at herself, but as soon as that bit is over, the emotion on her face tells you all you need to know. Life is hard and some days our mental health struggles win the battle, but I wish she knew how easily I could help her find the peace of herself she’s been lacking- confidence.
By ElenaMarie Williams5 years ago in Motivation
Mr. Hearst
“Shauna, get your room set up, I’ll have the delivery crew bring up the rest of your things,” Mama called to me from our new kitchen. The clanging of dishes as she sorted the cupboards fostered an atmosphere of excitement. We’d just moved to Memphis from Oakland, California after Daddy’s job required the family to uproot to the South. I missed the crisp Oakland air already, the salt of the freezing bay misting my nose. The Tennessee climate was hot and humid, creating a stickiness in the air that choked my breath. The second I climbed out of our Uhaul van, I immediately felt that steamy moisture coat my body. Nevertheless, I was excited for a fresh change.
By Tori Lindgren5 years ago in Motivation
A Quarantine Reflection
A year ago I was sprinting across my community college campus to either get to one of three of my part-time jobs or to get to class. A year ago, I was the most exhausted I have ever been. I was averaging approximately 4-5 hours of sleep per night and living off of free coffee in the Teacher Preparation office to get me through my day. I would tell myself "It's normal to feel like this and work myself this hard. It's normal to feel miserable at the beginning of your twenties, right?"
By Miss Ghoul5 years ago in Motivation
The Art of Forgiveness
The term “Forgiveness” has had a bad rep in the past as we have always applied this term to how we deal with situations involving other people. You could have learned this concept in school, in church, or even watching TV and movies. We never seem to think about how this term can liberate our souls if we apply it to ourselves and how we view the decisions we have made. Forgiveness is a complex concept and also every religion or spiritual practice has its own view on the meaning of the word and how it applies to your life. My favorite definition of the term “forgiveness” is your forgiving yourself for the role that you may have played in the situation you are in. Some of us beat ourselves up. We use vices so we can’t feel it. The source of our soul’s liberation is forgiveness of self. Forgive yourself because you were too young to understand. Forgive yourself for that abuse you allowed because you wanted someone to love you. You wanted someone to change that would not and looking back on it you feel dumb. Don’t get stuck in the cycles of self-hate because of not being able to forgive yourself. Once you can forgive yourself, it will be easier to forgive others… that’s if you would like to that is.
By Ashley La'Donn5 years ago in Motivation
