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ThisTimeLastYear (September 18')
|09-03-18| September is here. This will be the best month of the year for myself and the people I interact with. Growth in my life will happen at an exponential rate. I will share this growth with others and a chain reaction of abundance will take place. Every area of my life will improve this month, and I am excited about sharing this with everyone.
By Balance Period6 years ago in Motivation
Issues Are My Favorite Shoes...
Issues are my favorite shoes. Baggage. We all have it. We pretend we don’t have it. If we don’t pretend we don’t have it, then we nod in ironic self-knowledge of “I have baggage," but it’s in service of the general feeling that, now that I’ve said it, you think I have a handle on it. It’s understood that the minute you’ve acknowledged what it is, you must let it go, and either tell everyone what was previously wrong with you or turn it into an app.
By Camilla Rantsen6 years ago in Motivation
Jabaja: Part I
It's been a while since my first post - four months, to be exact - which was a manifestation of the grim and not-so-sober encumbrance of "life without Larry." Much has changed since then. For better or for worse, change is the only thing that's stayed consistent in my life and I am only just recently learning how much I value that change - despite the mental and emotional endurance it so brazenly demands of me.
By Kate Olin6 years ago in Motivation
The Mind Detective
The truth about your life, your mistakes, your coping mechanisms, the dark, hidden side of yourself buried in your unconscious, hidden behind the mask, the persona, the ego is what causes anxiety, fear, and then depression. Therapy is all about gently peeling back this mask, being brave enough to face it, heal it, and then let go of it, so you can build a solid character and become the authentic person you started out as, as a child. We are not born with fear, pain, insecurities, depression, anxieties, these are all symptoms of what we experience, our circumstances, our culture, our conditioning growing up.
By Shirley Yanez6 years ago in Motivation
The Cradle of the Mind (Pt. 1)
I am walking through the forsest, at dawn. I had anticipated that I would wake up early. The sunrise behind me, the world in front of me, I am walking as far as I can. I had promised myself that any genocide of will that might come up would just be a justification of a higher power in charge of the design and of the nurture of my soul. But from basking in the abyss, I knew that whatever impulse surfaced was not the same as when it had touched the bottom of it. The sunrise and the waves in front of me. If I were to ever find my true nature, I would have to confront the sea and her unparalleled depths. Whichever between them was the deepest, won. Win? Win what?—you might ask. Well, the ingenuity of never having to take the path of least discord. As I am taking up this journey, I'm not alone; I'm all who came before me and all who will come after me.
By Deeana Saynt6 years ago in Motivation
Repeating the Pattern
Ever think about why we repeat the same patterns in our lives over and over again? Why does the alcoholic continue to drink after three DUI convictions? Why does the person in an unhealthy relationship keep attracting the same type of person over and over? Why does the smoker with lung cancer continue to smoke? Why does the person with a potentially fatal sexually transmitted disease continue to have unprotected sex?
By Vince Shifflett6 years ago in Motivation
Stop Placing the Blame
When something goes wrong in your life, it is incredibly easy to blame other people for any role that they might have played in it. It can be frustrating and upsetting when things go badly or don’t work out the way that you wanted them to. By no means should that ever mean that you need to start pointing fingers and looking for someone to blame for the wrongs in your life.
By Taryn Thomas6 years ago in Motivation
The Sycamore House Chronicles, Pt. 1
It’s the end of November 2017. I am moving into Sycamore House, an 1896 late-Victorian in a small river town in rural Pennsylvania. I am moving alone, from a beautiful farm where I left the ghosts of the previous 15 years. I’ve lost people. My grandma, who raised me and spent the last 11 years of her life with me, has passed on. I am recently divorced after 25 years of marriage. I’ve lost the future I had planned and worked toward. The losses, and the break with the person I was before they happened, have nearly killed me. In fact, they have. This person walking through the door of this old house is a resurrected me, back from the brink of suicidal despair. Sycamore House has endured years of emptiness. It needs renovation. We are on the same journey, the house and I, together. This is our story.
By Liz Zimmers6 years ago in Motivation
I Lost My Colon. Now, I'm a Surfer
My husband recently took a surf lesson. We’ve been surfing together for three years, but he was getting frustrated with not knowing why he wasn’t catching as many waves as he thought he should be. I was in the water as well during his lesson, and overheard his instructor tell him this; “Sometimes you just have to go for it and the wave will either accept you, or it won’t.”
By Cody Maher6 years ago in Motivation
The Day I Discovered Me
I write not as someone who has great academic merits bestowed on her but as a humble, fragile girl, who for most of her life has struggled with self-love. This deficiency has taken me to many dark places. It has caused me to act out of fear and make decisions that are fear-based instead of making ones which were right and that caused me to experience many chaotic moments. This lack of self-love has led me to pursue one-sided love affairs because I felt that I was not able to be loved on my own merit because there really wasn't anything special about me, so I had to buy love and work very hard at trying to make people love me.
By Shelly-ann Shaw6 years ago in Motivation
