Posts tagged Inspiration
How To Have Faith Even When Things Seem To Go "Wrong"

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Yes, he requests his breakfast in the morning, and his dinner in the evening.

(And he's VERY persistent in his demands, lest I somehow forget to present him with his gustatory delights on time!).

But he doesn't pace the floor, wondering whether he'll actually get his next meal, or whether stock prices are going up or down, or whether he's "doing his purpose."

Now, of course it's silly to think of a cat worrying about any of those things.

Our feline friends are obviously on a different level of consciousness from humans.

But there's still a lesson to be learned about. . .

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When You're Born For Greatness But You're Just Not Showing Up

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That is a fairytale.

IT WILL NOT HAPPEN.

You know how I know?

Because look around — notice how many people in the world aren’t really truly happy and fulfilled.

They’re just going through the motions.

They’re ‘fine.’

But are they really out-of-this-world fan-fucking-tastic?. . .

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It Isn't The Grilled Cheese: How To Be Unique & Brilliant

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Plus she had a contagious laugh, a witty sense of humor, and the kind of inner spirit that made you just want to LIKE her.

(Dammit.)

I, on the other hand, was decidedly NOT one of the prettiest or most popular girls in my class.

I had gaps in my front teeth, frizzy hair, and chubby cheeks.

I also had a shiny forehead, a lazy left eye, and...

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The End Of Content Marketing (And The Beginning Of Value)

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Then honestly? I’m just pointing out that you might want to rethink that strategy if you’d like to feel great about yourself on your deathbed someday.

(But again, if that's you you're probably not even reading this. And do you like how I am now writing to NO ONE in this parenthetical phrase?)

Anyway, my point is not to. . . er, point fingers. It's simply to... 

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The Bizarre Boss In Charge Of Your Business (No, It’s Not Your Customer)

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She’s in charge even when you think YOU are.

Which is why you need to ‘train’ her. You need to approach her with what you WANT instead of letting her run without your intentional interference.

And here’s the icing on the cake about your bizarre boss.

Unlike any of the ‘in-the-flesh’ bosses with whom you may have had a sketchy relationship—this one absolutely, 100% wants...

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A Brief Biography Of Bliss (Or, How I Learned To Love Life Without Needing It To Be Perfect)

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I had read seemingly every self-help book on the market, attended seminars, meditated, gone to psychics, had tarot cards and my palm read, tried various forms of energy work, and concluded at one point in my mid-thirties that there was nothing else I could do, that everyone who said there was a ‘better life’ than the one I was living was- plain and simple- full of shit.

In fact, I reached a point where I believed that the ‘personal development’ industry was nothing more than a sham, meant to part me and my money with no attempt at delivering value.

(For the record, there are things about the ‘personal development’ industry that I don’t support or advocate, but that’s a topic for another time.)

The thing is, these days I’m the...

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What Does It Mean To Be Okay? (On Illness And Mortality)

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I have to tell you that this shouldn’t be happening to you, and that the perpetrator (whether an ex-boyfriend, an employer, another friend, or a cancerous tumor) is a shithead.

I have to sit with you and ‘hope’ that things get better.

And yet.

And yet, as much as I’d like to hold onto hope, it’s a punctured raft in the middle of the Atlantic. 

You can cling to it desperately, until...

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The Inevitability Of Karma And The Power Of De-Writing Your Story

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Anyway, I started thinking about what MY life would look like if someone wrote a story about it.

And after popping a Zoloft…

(KIDDING.)

So, okay- maybe I can’t say that my life is the stuff of a page-turning action novel.

But here’s the thing.

It’s been a grand adventure so far.

Really and truly.

And I wouldn’t trade it for anyone else’s. It’s exactly the life I‘ve needed to live in order to become the...

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What A Sex Toy Taught Me About Clicking My Heels And Returning To The Present Moment

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Do you?

Do you want to settle for half-living under the illusion that it’s okay to not tell the truth about what you really feel, what you really fear, and what you really want?

Are you content to limp when you could sprint?

Maybe you are. Maybe it’s okay for you to...

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