Every time I run across this little quote, I love it:
Sometimes people use “respect” to mean “treating someone like a person” and sometimes they use “respect” to mean “treating someone like an authority”
and sometimes people who are used to being treated like an authority say “if you won’t respect me I won’t respect you” and they mean “if you won’t treat me like an authority I won’t… Continue reading
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A natural response when people feel overwhelmed is to retreat into various forms of passivity. If we don’t try too much in life, if we limit our circle of action, we can give ourself the illusion of control. The less we attempt, the less chances of failure. If we can make it look like… Continue reading
To create means to make something new.
You don’t create out of thin air.
You start with raw material, which exists along some spectrum of “rawness.”
Maybe it’s a lump of clay, a bunch of words in your head, a few notes of music, or a pile of lumber. Maybe it’s a photo, a folk song, a quote, an antique chair, a pile of flour and butter, or… Continue reading
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Few human beings take direct responsibility for their physical and emotional well-being. It is no wonder that they lack a spiritual perspective on life. When people do not care for themselves, they blame others for their problems. They feel like victims. They feel trapped in their jobs, their relationships, their physical location, their roles and responsibilities. They appear… Continue reading
You are not the odd one out.
You are not the only one who gets it.
You are not all alone.
You are not broken, damaged, useless, or flawed. No, you’re not perfect either.
You have been hurt, but you are not broken.
You have lived through pain, but you are not damaged.
You have made mistakes, but you are not useless.
You have stared… Continue reading
“Waiting for the right time” is not a real thing.
It is a half-assed way of saying that you are afraid to begin.
Why are you afraid to begin?
I see a hundred hands going up, a hundred voices saying, “Now hold on just a minute, that’s not what I mean at all…”
And then you’re telling me about how you’re halfway through school, or you have a… Continue reading