"Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
A bit of this thing and that.
People do what they know how to do until the emotional cost of change is less than the emotional cost of protecting the status quo. We all carry a load that was cast there through the fire of experience.
Read More 42: This Thing and That OneMoving forward, “Are my choices and actions consistent with what I value or am I doing things simply because I are afraid of what will happen if I don’t?”
I need to know to move forward.
Read More 04: A Love Letter to the Betrayer – The Three QuestionsI know you hurt Pain is not wrong…The moment we believe something is wrong, our world shrinks and we lose ourselves in the effort to combat the pain. Tara Brach, Radical Acceptance: Embracing Your Life With the Heart of a Buddha Good day my Friend. Depending where you are, it may not feel like a good […]
Read More 03: A Love Letter to the Betrayer – I Know You HurtYou are allowed to change relationships even if no one else understands. You are allowed to try again. You are allowed to walk away. You are not the same person you were yesterday. You are free to chose your life even if it is misunderstood.
Even if it appears to be a contradiction.
Read More 02: A Love Letter to the Betrayer – ContradictionsDon’t misunderstand, I’m not saying there aren’t “narcissists in the world, just not as many as you would guess from the number diagnosed as narcissists by disappointed partners.”
Read More Thoughts on the Flying Monkeys (The Narcissist’s Tool for the Smear Campaign)Here is the truth, I have taken responsibility everyday for what is mine, but only for what is mine. I need to let others be responsible for what is theirs.
Read More 41: An Apology to IndyHow quick we are to believe the worst about people we don’t actually know because we want to believe the best about the people we love.
Read More Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s Being SadWhen the longing unexpectedly blooms for C, I need not fear the sting from the hidden bee but remember that alongside C my life blossomed and flowed into a new season. Though the season has passed what I reap in this season is based on what I sowed in the last.
Read More 40: A Moment of TruthWhere I described her as my anchor, I realize she was simply a mooring and we lacked a secure attachment.
Read More Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s The Bee ComesAfter spending nearly a week here I’ve come to appreciate something I’ve lost in my currently migratory life, it feels nice to sleep under the watchful eye of Tonto and some singing cowboys.
Read More 39: Cowboy Up