I don’t typically write serious subject matter on this blog, but a few months ago I wrote about my desire to seek therapy for a myriad of issues I’ve faced for years. A woman of my word, I began going almost immediately.
I don’t like talking to friends or family members about my problems so the idea of talking to a stranger about my innermost thoughts really put me off. Luckily, I found someone totally aces on the first try, and she has taught me some very valuable things in our time together so far.
How you feel about yourself is not a democracy.
I would never have described myself as a “people pleaser” until I started seeing her. Now I can’t believe I never saw it before. In every facet of my life I am living for someone else: at work, in relationships, with my family, among friends. No…
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Once upon a time, There were two hotels: the Waldorf and the Astoria from the family of Astor A premiere hotel Was born from the two: the first to offer room service-- a historic place where several historical figures stayed most significant of those-- Ms. Monroe, herself! One afternoon,late Summer an idea was born a celebration declared: NYC, Broadway, the Waldorf Astoria Yeah, yeah, yeah! Broadway, the Waldorf Astoria we yelped. Tickets were bought, Rooms were booked, we waited. Two months had passed, but the time had arrived, we were to check, check into the hotel. We entered with glee, skipping up the staircase like Americans in Europe, we walked in gawking the walls, the ceilings memorizing it all-- a historical moment. Just then we entered, A small, small room-- Old and expensive Two beds; carpet from a time long, long ago This is it? I thought Where's the magic…
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Identity is fascinating. If we didn’t find it fascinating, there would be no interviews, no memoir, no ‘I’, as such. To identify each other, we talk about interests, beliefs, our dreams, our likes and dislikes, our passions. We talk about where we think we belong, what our past has been, what our present is, and where we think we’re going. Or we are ‘rebels’ in some sense of the word – setting ourselves apart from the culture we grew up in, or apart from the culture that people attribute to us.
It fascinates me because I’ve noticed that my identity has shifted, along with how I define myself at any one time. I used to define myself by what I consumed: my favourite TV series, my taste in music, what I wore.
Nowadays identity is something I consider deeper, rooted in a sense of my experiences and how I’ve responded…
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From our friends at The Butterfly Maiden Project
Are you always feeling BEHIND?! or that you need to CATCH UP because you’re lost & somehow got behind?
The big issue is NOT catching up but being faithful where you are.
“Catching Up” is a term that athletes use but as someone who was a professional athlete for a season I’ll tell you that I NEVER caught back up… I just went back strong and moved ahead faster!
Just do your best. Do your best everyday. Ask yourself daily, “AM I REALLY DOING MY BEST.” If the answer is yes, than be at peace.
Do not compete. Do not stress. Do not worry. Be your best and keep moving forward. THIS is how a champion is made!
“The Champions Creed”
I take full responsibility for my rising & for my falling.
I don’t beat myself up nor do I beat up others.
When I make decisions I live with the results & don’t play a victim.
With the power that is within me I seek above all things wisdom & discernment.
I fly high & sometimes I crash but the total race is the goal, not just one episode.
I know when to push & I know when to pull back.
I give it my all & I love others even when they don’t.
I am a Champion! My strongest words are I did great & I’ll do better next time!
Step UP! BE more! BE the Champion our world needs today!
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“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming;
but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails
while daring greatly…” ~Theodore Roosevelt, 1910