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Be Your Own Guide

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My unsolicited advice today is simply to.... STOP TAKING OTHER PEOPLE'S ADVICE!




The words of those false prophets.... the ones who are constantly spewing out gibberish that sounds right but doesn't feel right. Those same people who've remained stagnant throughout the years. Those who have not grown or evolved but instead continue to regress in their behaviors and patterns, never going anywhere or really doing anything... never fulfilling their hopes, dreams, goals.....



Stop listening to them. They have no idea what they're doing by spreading their ignorance. The damage they are causing to the public claiming some higher being is speaking through them......Using them as the vessel.  Please!
Why can't YOU be your own vessel to life decisions, opinions and subjects that actually matter? If you cannot trust yourself to form your own judgments, when you should know yourself best, then what makes you think it's a good idea to let an outsider do so?



Be your own guide. Pred…

Beware of Projectors

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As it goes, in my short life, I've noticed that the most popular defense mechanism people use is projection.  Projection is the misattribution of an individual's ugly thoughts, feelings or impulses upon another individual who is not experiencing these same thoughts, feelings or impulses (McLeon, 2009).  It is used when the thoughts may seem unacceptable for the person to express.  That individual may simply feel uncomfortable having these thoughts or feelings.  What happens is the individual lacks insight into their own motivations and feelings (McLeod, 2009).  

Have you ever been in an argument with an unreasonable and incredibly stupid person who keeps calling you the very things you know they are but won't admit to being?  That is projection.   I recall a time some years ago, in which an individual couldn't trust me because I'd found out their ugly little secret (not only ugly but continues to this day).  I recall laughing in their face because everything they&#…

Mind - FULL

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I think the hardest skill to perfect is how to be "mindful."
We spend so much time living in our thoughts of past and future that we forget to be present.
Between work, school and life events, living in the moment is incredibly difficult to do.



Moments of happiness pass us by because we're too worried about what's going on around us or what might follow, that we don't just sit down and enjoy it.

While our goals and our dreams are certainly important to pursue for the welfare of our futures, enjoying the very second that we are living in, is just as important.


How many of you have ever looked back at a gathering you've hosted and have heard stories of how much fun your family and friends have had while you were running around serving everyone? cleaning up after everyone? etc?

Do you remember sitting down and enjoying any part of that gathering with anyone?  Just taking a moment and looking around or sitting down and sharing a drink with your guests?

We spen…

Wanderlust

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I have the absolute worst wanderlust ever right now.
All I can think about is going away on vacation somewhere.
I keep dreaming of tropical beaches, white sands, a warm sun, a fruity but strong drink with a corny, little, bright, toothpick umbrella...



And then....

I dream of green adventures across a country side...
Green beer with plenty of shots and boorish laughter around me in some random Irish pub in Dublin...
Rainbows and leprechauns...



And again...

I think of adventures in the swamps....
Riding up the bayou, listening to classic jazz...
Listening to stories of haunted cemeteries... vampires... witches...
Touring old plantations...
Taking in the beautiful mystic views...



All I have to do is close my eyes and start counting down.
All in due time.



Travel is my heart's delight.
It's what I do best under high levels of stress.
It's my escape from endless adult responsibilities.
When I travel, I feel like nothing is impossible and I'm free to do as I please with no r…

Alone in a Crowd

Today, Omar reminded me how alone we really are in this world.  Of course, she hadn't realized she'd done so.

My mother used to always tell me whenever I got down about how few friends or family I really had, "You were born alone and you will die alone.  Don't depend on anyone to stick around.  At the end of the day, you need to be happy with yourself and to hell with everyone else."

I started really understanding that in the last five years.
Sometimes I feel okay about it and, of course, other times, not so much.
Mostly because I'm a human being who longs for companionship in any form.

After her passing, while I always knew I was somewhat alone, I realized how much more so.
People show you every bit of their true colors when tragedy strikes.
Your relationships with family and/or friends either becomes stronger or non existent.
You either validate what you already knew or have revelations about things that were staring you in the face but you refused to …

The Silver Lining

Upon brushing my hair yesterday morning, I found one very obvious silver hair sprouting from the very top of my scalp, shouting to be heard, "HERE I AM!!!!" 

Immediately, I grabbed a pair of tweezers and yanked it right out.  When I took a closer look at my head, I noticed there were several of those little suckers brushed neatly back.  I felt defeated.  There's no way I'm yanking all of these strands from my head. 

It's not the first time I've seen what others call "grays" in there.  I don't normally have a problem with it being that I look younger anyway.  But I guess it's when reality struck.  I'm almost 35. 

So far my 30's have been quite an adventure, and in truth, I cannot complain.  It's a beautiful thing.  Hitting 31 was one of my biggest eye openers ever.  I let go of more and more dead weight both figuratively and literally and I felt at my most confident all the way through 33.  But somehow in there, I hit a huge sp…

Life After Death

It's been 2 months today since she passed so suddenly.
Her absence has not gone unnoticed.

I think about how different life is now.
All the responsibilities that my siblings and I have had to take on since her passing.
How proud she would have been, particularly of my sister, for how everything has been handled.

She is missed.

Life without her is certainly tough.
Not being able to call her all those many times things have occurred here and there.
Not being able to tell her I currently hold a 4.0 GPA in grad school... how happy she would've been...
I can hear her say, "That's my baby...!!!"

I wake up with her in mind.
I go to sleep with her in mind.
Normally, your mother is your first true love.
The first person you trust.
The first person you meet.
And in "normal" circumstances, the only person you can truly rely on throughout life.

She was my everything, really.
Everything happens for a reason... but the only reason I can see for her sudden passing…