Your body has an uncanny ability to tell you when things are wrong. Watch out though. If you pay attention, it’ll also tell you when things are oh so right.
Life keeps moving forward. Don’t get left behind.
In my experience, motivation rarely leads but often follows.
It is just waiting for me to take the first step.
Are you truly elevating yourself, or are you merely pushing others so far down when you step on them that it only looks that way?
Becoming your best self doesn’t rely on the status of others to climb higher.
Don’t give away your power. In today’s mad grab for status and importance, rare is the person who won’t gladly take it and scheme for more.
Find whatever it is you do that breathes life into your soul, and do more of it.
Worry. Too often our most reached for yet most self-destructive tool in our quest to manage things both within and beyond our control.
Maybe Bobby McFerrin had it right all along (10 bonus points to those who get the reference).
Big fan of the “Couch to Fit,” or “Couch to World Class Chef” type apps (I think I made the second one up. Kathy?). Basic premise? Start from no experience, and through gradual and incremental steps, goals suddenly become conceivable and achievable. A reminder that with any goal, we can’t realistically reach it all at once.
Think of your pain, hurt, sorrow, and any other negative feelings as a small amount of bleach. Bleach alone is very powerful. I should know. It ate a hole through my favorite shirt.
Anyway, if I was more adept at laundry I would know that bleach’s power can be weakened with the proper amount of water. Add enough water and the solution dilutes so much so that only traces of bleach may be found.
You may ask what the heck am I talking about. Well, each time your negative feelings surface, if you sit with them, explore them, and even talk about them, it is like adding water to the bleach of negative feelings. At times it may only be a drop or two, other times more. But each time you confront your feelings instead of run, those feelings lose their strength. As time goes by, whatever triggers you may experience will begin to be followed by lesser and lesser amounts of pain, sorrow, etc, until only trace amounts remain, if any at all.
Suppose instead of running and hiding from our negative feelings we allowed ourselves to feel them. Suppose instead of masking them or distracting ourselves from them we actually sat with them. Would we find them to be so bad? Would we survive them? Would they be our undoing? Or rather, would they be the key to unlocking valuable insight into who we truly are?