self help
Self help, because you are your greatest asset.
Quarantine, We The People and The World
We all have different emotions and deal with emotion differently, end of the day we still got to be there for one another, you are not alone. March 15 2021 is coming up and It’s been a year since our first stay at home order in California, USA. We have lost loved ones, we have lost friends, colleagues, neighbors, and strangers we don’t know, suddenly we have a time out. A Time out from our life - A Time out from our mind - A Timeout from our days - A Time out from the world. We have had to adapt to a zoom land, zoom world and it hasn’t been easy say the least. Parent’s that have dealt with homeschooling and then you have parents who have not been able to see their child due to stay at home order or due to their service to our nation. I am heartbroken just thinking of how many people that are and feeling alone and don’t know how to absorb this year long tragic event. I am here to say there is always a light end of the tunnel, and if it’s to heaven or to a better life here on earth only GOD knows. Having a life when you don't have a life - Having hope when you don't have any hope - Living a life with hope. Remember one thing, life would be extremely boring if we didn't have any challenges.
By Carolyna The Rambler5 years ago in Motivation
Sparkle and Flame
This is the story of a girl who was lost... in her own little room in the city by the river. The ghosts of her past, present, and future were haunting her every second of each day. Sometimes there were days that seemed to start out in a neutral space, and then something always ended up transforming it into a terrible day. To say that this woman was perceptive, sensitive, and empathic would be an understatement. Emotions had always been part and parcel to her life. Multiple chronic illnesses have ravaged her body and mind, leaving her frail and fear-filled. This girl had fought her way through so many battles, both literally and figuratively, and yet she still had no idea who she truly was.
By Karen LePage5 years ago in Motivation
The Little Black Book On Noble Street
$20,000 and a little black book. It isn’t too hard to imagine how all these things came to be. A little black book was all that was given to me. A little black book, bound in leather, a little black book, lighter than a feather. Little did I know the joy that would come over me, just holding that little black book opened endless possibilities.
By Nicole Davis5 years ago in Motivation
Pity Party
Birthdays were the worst days. Says me at age 22. During my childhood it sucked even more. Due to my living situation I was forced to celebrate my birthday months after my “special day” because that stupid day was 10 days after Christmas. No one ever made me feel special so it’s a massive pity party every single time. Tell me now; why’d I always have to be forgotten? Why’d I never have friends to even invite to my lame parties? They were lame because they were shared parties with my two older siblings and as much as I love them both I’ve never felt as though things were meant for me or that I deserved to be celebrated. Especially because they had their friends there for them and I did not have friends at all at the time to even invite.
By Keanna Barry 5 years ago in Motivation
Where It Begins
With both hands clutched tightly to the wheel she drove the winding road to town, past the places she used to spend her days in a time before the world was forced to take a collective breath and sigh. She could smell the jasmine flowers along the park fence as she pulled into the parking lot. She grabbed her backpack from the passenger seat and with a push of her foot the door slammed shut, igniting a stream of tears.
By Alyssa Benedetto5 years ago in Motivation
No Shit
Journal Entry 211 Dear God, Universe, Fred, Source, The Force, Goddess, Creator, whatever you want to call yourself today; I've had it! I just can't any more! I'm tired. Tired of trying, tired of failing, tired of losing, tired of the shit. I know, they say it's easy. They say, all you have to do is put it out there and it is yours. Focus, stay in it. Show you, Dude Abides, I trust and have full faith in you, we are in it together, you've got my back, the world is infinite abundance ... believe it and you will see it, all things are possible! I'm calling bullshit on it all. I keep doing the thing; meditation, energy clearings, mindset work, tapping, mantras, hypnosis, journalling in this little black book...which by the way, I'm roasting this thing in the barbecue when this conversation is over...group therapy, reading the entirety of the mindset and self improvement section, rituals, tarot, etc., etc., etc. ad nauseam. (Your Holiness, can you hear? I'm going full Yule Brenner on your ass!) I've jumped into the deepest, darkest, scariest caverns of my psyche, I've purged mentally and physically in ways that, well, let's just call it not for polite conversation, I've met my inner child and let her rule over, come into submission, ride along side so we could take over the world together as one. I've done the dream work and let my imagination run free, I shut out all things which lower my frequencies, I've listened to the synchronized music to raise my vibrations. Done the cleanses, fasted, slept for days, crawled into a ball and cried for days on end, sat alone in silence under the trees, just letting it all come. AND still the shit keeps coming. The money is NOT flowing in. The debts pile up, I keep giving up what I truly want for what needs to be taken care of. AND I keep trusting, I keep believing. Still the customers aren't lined up around the corner, the reporters aren't beating down my door for interviews, the business hasn't blown up. AND I keep trusting, I keep believing. The relationships haven't been fixed, the counters are still covered with crumbs and the underwear is still laying in the middle of the bedroom with a beer can on the desk. The dent on the couch where the butt is planted day and night is deeper and dirtier every day. AND I keep trusting, I keep believing. AND I keep trusting, I keep believing. Today, that stupid camel finally got what was coming when yet another one of those women in that group posted how magically out of thin air $45,000 just showed up in the mail unannounced, for no earthly reason. Another one signed up 23 new clients at $5K a pop for the next 6 months.. That chick who's got all the things, she just got a free vacation to the place I've been "manifesting" for over a year. AND here I sit, in the middle of yet another relaunch, without the team I've been saying are on the way, without the resources and support I want to show up, without the funding I deserve or is abundant and always piling up. My savings dwindles and the debts grow ... and I keep believing, putting on the good face, trucking on forward, focusing and believing; YOU and I are in this shit together. Fred, you ain't in this shit with me. I'm in it, in it all alone and I've had it, not any more. All I wanted was enough money to put this last collection together, to not have to give up any more, but no, nothing, nada, zippo, zilch.. And then you break down all my appliances at once, I mean come the f*ck on, really? Well, thats it, I'm done. Get ready because Liar, Liar, you're pants about to be on fire. Thanks for proving exactly what I thought, my life is; SHIT. I'm OUT!
By GeeGee5 years ago in Motivation
Who motivates you?
One of the most motivational people for me has been a man named Shaun T. For those that do not know who he is, he is a fitness trainer with a company called Beachbody. I believe he has over 12 programs and counting that he has. My first experience with him was a program called Insanity, which is very bit as insane as it sounds. Beachbody now has a streaming service where they stream all their programs basically. But when I first did it, this was when you would purchase the DVD's through things like infomercials. I wasn't in good shape and told myself that I would do this and get into great shape. Of course that is not how it really works as I now know. So when I first tried it, I thought what the heck is wrong with him, what crazy person does it and thinks this is a good idea. Of course, I did not finish it all. It is not a program for someone who isn't fully and totally dedicated to changing their lives. Of course now he does have shorter ones and different programs for different skill levels. But if you want to know what he is about, for me Insanity shows what he is all about. Yes he is hard, but he will push you past any point that you think that you have.
By Talara Nolan5 years ago in Motivation
5 Techniques to Increase Reading Retention
While reading is a great way to keep the mind active and learn new information, remembering what you read and being able to recall it in detail can often be a struggle. There have been countless times where someone has asked me about a book I have read in the past, and I was only able to remember a couple of the major points. With the internet and TV, it's no wonder we have such a tough time retaining what we've read months ago as our brains are constantly being flooded with new information. There is hope, however, as there are tips and tricks we can use to better remember what we've read; the best reading retention techniques are: eliminating distractions, listening to instrumentals, annotating key points, summarizing what you've read, and allotting specific times for reading.
By Your Pursuit of Wellness5 years ago in Motivation
The Book
The Book The shop smelt of mothballs and potpourri and everything was coated with a thin layer of dust. There were a multitude of items that looked to be pulled from the basement of a house that hasn't been touched since the early 1900’s. I walked past doilies that were stained a light yellow, handmade clothes that I couldn’t imagine were ever in style, and an abundance of old vinyls from the 60’s. I wish I could say I had a passion for old stuff. Truly, I only wandered into the local antique shop while I waited for my laundry to finish drying at the nearby laundromat. I was always told that it was rude to walk into a store with no intention of buying anything. My mom would always leave the store with something after a day of browsing. She would often gift it to me once she got home and told me that she was thinking of me. I knew the truth behind the small gifts but whether it was a pack of gum or a pair of shoes, it meant the world to me.
By Shawn Butts5 years ago in Motivation
The Magic of Metaphorical Thinking
Ona brilliant and almost blindingly sunny morning, we awoke to three inches of fresh crystalline snow blanketing our mountain landscape, gently weighing down the yearling trees that are spreading throughout the meadow. It was a day that would prove to be a vibrant celebration of nature in its apparent beauty and mysterious phenomena.
By Aurora Eliam5 years ago in Motivation
The Change
The day my life change was the most unbelievable day of my life. Lately all I would write in my little black book were times of despair and anguish. On this Friday I decided today was going to be my best day ever! Before heading out to start my day; my little black book needed updating to bring this day to life. I honestly believe in the power of attraction for prosperity.
By La Juan Ayers 5 years ago in Motivation
