There are times when I cannot explain much of anything because of the madness. When the madness sweeps over me, feeling like I am the wreckage from it all, I have a choice to make. I can choose to become part of the madness or I can see the sweetness in it all.
Time to pack our bags. Cram them full of the useless items that are holding us back. We have been carrying around the weight of the yuck-and-muck and it no longer serves us. Pull out your old suitcase, your old baggage, and let’s have a send off party.
Although I certainly understand why many quit, I suggest never ever quitting. No, not talking about banging our heads against brick walls just so we are not quitters. Instead, I am talking about an overall general attitude of never quitting. Things do change, no matter how bad they seem at the moment.
I like the phrase, moral busybodies. It explains it all. We all know at least one. Most of us have even been the moral busybody at one time or another, yikes, I know I have. Now, I know to run from them instead of offering explanations excuses or justification for anything.
Have plenty of experience, too much of it traumatic experiences. So how does one maintain hope through it? How does one hold on with fingernails to something they have never experienced, a real life? Although I have not yet arrived at perfection or the perfect life, I finally have seen triumph of hope.
Once in a while there are people who rise far above their diseases to make a difference for others who are suffering through it. In the last couple of days this has exploded. Avril Lavigne has released her new single called “Head Above Water.” It takes the depths of Lyme to create this kind of goodness…Read more »
The more trauma we endure, the sicker we get, the more license we have to be bold. Being bold does not necessarily come naturally to everyone. It certainly is a refined skill to apply it with the effective combination of impact and humility. Trauma, shame, abuse and/or chronic illness can move us into this safe…Read more »
I love baseball. Couldn’t tell you many rules. Couldn’t name many players much less their stats. Been to less than a dozen major league games. But I do love going to baseball games. The atmosphere of comradery and competition is a thrill. There is a time to get along and there is a time start…Read more »
We walk around thinking everyone else is going to be on our side. We believe they will understand us when we explain. We assume others care. These are misplaced expectations that turn into tremendous frustration that squashes our growth. Just do you.