Today I want you to ask yourself this one question. 'Why not you?' Why not you to do something for work that you love? Why not you to have a healthy body? Why not you to have healthy love? Why not you to be, have, or do anything you have ever dreamed of?! We are so quick to think others are deserving over ourselves. The truth is that we are all deserving. So why not you?
When we honestly ask ourselves which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate now knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
Friendship is a glorious thing... we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives, things we don't even share with our families who raised us. But what is a friend? A confidant? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel? A friend is all these things, and more.No matter where we met, we call each other friends. A word so small, yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotions. It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of true friendship has been opened, it can never... Read more »
I've lived through things I would never have thought I was capable of and I’m much less afraid than I used to be. The process of wounding awakens us to our strength. It shuffles our values and the top priority is never what you thought it would be. It’s never about perfection or power. It always turns out to be about love, beauty and poetry. Knowing ourselves is to be vulnerable, and our time here to be limited. We’re freed to live more passionately and fully than we have ever before. To discover what’s worth fighting for and who we... Read more »
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?" DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?" DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour." SON: "Oh! (With his head down). SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?" The father was furious. DAD: "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or... Read more »
There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. Evolution and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-hearted vision of people who embrace life.
An important lesson that we all must learn in our lives is... that despite all of the plans, despite all of the goals, and despite all of the direction that we try to put into our lives, sometimes life has a way of just taking us into its own direction. Not everything that we can do in life can be controlled and we have to learn to be able to let go in order to be able to free ourselves us from the weight of the past and to be able to fly in the future. Let go after that... Read more »
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this... Read more »
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.