Our mind is a powerful tool, friend. We can sit and and ponder the intricacies of the universe, the inner workings of the human heart, and the deeper meaning of life itself. More often, though, we get caught in worry, planning, or any slew… Continue Reading “The Worrying Mind”
I have placed my self worth, like a gift, into the hands of others assuming that if someone else found me desirable, lovable, admirable, and attractive then that must be true.
Have you committed to perpetual growth, friend? The kind that has you striving for the kind of evolution that requires shedding again, and again, and again. A commitment to growth can come at a price, however. There will be people who cannot or will… Continue Reading “Brand New”
What struck me today was the importance of radical acceptance, of the ability of accurately seeing whatever lurks before and within me, and accepting it for what it is. Not dressing it up in niceties or false hope; but holding it in my arms, feeling it in my body, moving through it, and letting it go.
Friend, our existence is full of rules – all the shoulds – that never ending list of things that we’re supposed to do, or be, or have.
Gradually it begins to make us feel inadequate and lost. As though we’re wading into a pool teaming with razor sharp claws hell-bent on ripping us apart, pulling off all the hopes and dreams, the things seen as insubstantial, thus leaving us feeling small.
Everyone has their own story. The true human experience is full of sorrow, joy, and the boring bits in between. Omit one and you cheat yourself from being made.
Life is a constant journey of self discovery and growth. For this journey to be complete, unfortunately, it cannot be without pain and failure.
Friend, at some point in time we are taught to care what others think of us. Do you remember your silly childhood antics? The way you would play without care or constraint? I do. I have fond memories of rollerskating up and down my… Continue Reading “Let’s Play”
We’ve all known the happiness suckers, and even had them occupy spaces of importance within our lives. I once dated a man for a year that I would label as the epitome of a happiness sucker. Nothing in his life seemed to make him happy. His personal mantra was, “If only I had this ______, I’d be happy.” Needless to say, he’d get that — whatever that was — but his happiness would be short lived and he’d be right back to where he started.