*Disclaimer: This post does not address/condone criminal behavior, as we have much to improve on as a society. Its focus is on individual healing and not on ethics.
I once dated a guy who repeatedly told me that “people are all just doing the best that they can through life.” And, every time he said those words to me, it would drive me crazy. I’ve always thought that phrase is a cop out, an excuse to not do better, be kinder, to try harder.
But, once I started looking for more substance in the phrase, I was able to make peace with it by understanding that one intention behind it is to convey that people don’t act to inconvenience you. Their actions are based on their story, not yours.
Continue reading Hey, Don’t Take it Personally
I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty over hearing every article that goes viral instructing me to be grateful. Yes, being grateful for all that you have can remind you of things that you take for granted. It can help you focus on all you have versus what you think is missing. Yadda yadda, I get it.
Continue reading Some say gratitude, I say awareness
We’ve all heard it before: if you don’t learn the lesson the first time around, you’re bound to see it resurface until the day that you do. And, chances are that with each repetition of the experience, the more brutal the consequences become of not “getting it” the first time.
Continue reading More Than Once: Life Lessons
I remember my first time with the same vibrancy of feeling that I had when I first experienced it.
Continue reading Oh The Anxiety…
That restless feeling – you know the one I’m talking about? When you’ve worked on something or even yourself so very hard and you have yet to manifest what you’ve been working for…and all you have left to do is be patient – that is the type of restlessness I’m referring to.
You have to be patient, because some things take time. No one builds a skyscraper over night.
Continue reading And Then Life Asked Me to Have Patience
I don’t know about you, but when I invest in something or someone, I want a return. I want to make it work. That is energy spent – energy that I will never get back, and I want to make it count!
And, so, I pour myself wholeheartedly into making a project work, so much so that sometimes I lose sight that I no longer want it.
I get so caught up in fitting a square peg in a round hole that I become blinded to how miserable I’ve become in trying to get something to work.
Continue reading Fitting a Square Peg in a Round Hole
You know those weeks when life randomly draws your name and decides to play a game of how much shit you can handle until you let out a scream that gives Fred Flinstone’s ‘wilmaaaa’ a run for its money?
So, I had one of those last week and it got to the point where it just became comical towards the end.
Because, if you can’t laugh during the hard times, then I’m not really sure that you’ll make it to the other side of the tunnel. Continue reading The Panic is Real, but so What?!