Is the amount of things we read enough to justify having “knowledge” if we don’t apply what we’ve learned? Continue reading →
This is not to be confused with accepting what is given to you.
Not all that is given to you is wanted. Not all of what you want will be given to you (nor should). Vocalizing what you want, loudly, with intention and certainty in your voice, affirmatively and definitively, in the present tense, is very different than “not saying no” and creates a very different kind of life. When you simply accept what is given, you leave your happiness to chance. When you actively say yes to the things you want (and consequently no to the ones you don’t) you get to decide what stays and what goes. Continue reading →
Sometimes we care about too many things that don’t really benefit us in the long run. We carry them around with us thinking they are essential to out lives without considering the possibility that we’re just doing it out of habit or fear and that maybe, just maybe, we’d progress a little faster if we didn’t carry all the extra baggage. Continue reading →
It wasn’t until recently that the question of whether or not excellence was necessary for us to succeed was put in front of me. I mean, what do you mean “is it necessary”? Isn’t excellence essential? Isn’t excellence what separates the people who “kind of” want it from the people who actually do?
Maybe not. Continue reading →
I’ve been sort of stuck in a rut or as I like to say, I’ve been in my feelings for the last couple of weeks and I was going to write a very sad post about how nothing is going right and everything sucks but in the spirit of trying to keep positive and actively doing things to get out the rut I decided to talk about the importance of developing and keeping good habits instead.
I was recently reminded of how most of what we think is guided by our feelings and feelings are not facts, meaning, the things you think to yourself, about yourself, about others, about the situations you’re in etc., are most likely just Continue reading →