My daddy drinks a pint a day but please don’t call the cops my daddy drinks a pint a day and says he just can’t stop I’m so afraid that vodka drink will cause his life to end but every day he drinks it up again again again my daddy drinks a pint a day … Continue reading The pint ~ a love story
Don’t tell mom and don’t tell dad just keep it to yourself don’t tell grandpa don’t tell grandma they’ll withdraw the wealth don’t tell him and don’t tell her secrets keep me safe don’t tell those and don’t tell them keep a poker face don’t dare let the secrets out it’s how my I play … Continue reading Don’t Tell ~ a poem
pornography won’t teach you how to build a life together pornography won’t teach you how to get through stormy weather pornography won’t tell you that it’s really just a lie pornography it wants to get attention on the sly pornography breaks up the home and breaks the people in it pornography’s illusion makes you think … Continue reading PORN, a poem
A poem about mental illness My mothers rage is off the page she can’t control emotion her laughter and her tears are like the current of the ocean Her hate and her deceit are like an awful witches potion when I was small she shook me ‘til I couldn’t stand the motion I don’t know … Continue reading Screw It
what is this place? I just can’t see why it’s so crowded here who made this place I stumbled upon it sometime last year who runs this place? it seems the owners have begun to serve I see YOUR face although MY mask stays put and undisturbed... what do you do in such a place … Continue reading The Healing Place
Recovery programs call our useless running, “getting something we don’t have,” or “keeping something we don’t want to lose.” Greg Baer, in his book, Real Love, calls it “Getting and Protecting Behavior.” Whatever you call it, it’s how we shield ourselves from pain. Check out blogger Matt”s great insights about this tough part of existence! Thanks Matt!
Like vigorous exercise, a disciplined reading regiment, and giving more than we take in our marriages, there is VALUE — tons of it — in doing hard things. So maybe don’t run away. Maybe allowing ourselves to feel is THE way. (Image/Carl Richards – New York Times)
I’m afraid of someone using a circular handsaw to cut open my skull.
But I’m more afraid of dying, so if the choice is certain death or brain surgery, I would choose brain surgery.
I’m afraid of jumping off of 100-foot cliffs into unknown waters.
But I’m more afraid of being eaten by big-ass dinosaurs, so if a genetically modified hybrid Jurassic World dinosaur was chasing me, I would totally jump if the alternative was being Indominus Rex’s lunch.
Broken down in the most primitive way possible, human beings are motivated by just two things:
- Feeling pleasure
- Avoiding pain
Psychologists say most people…
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Saying No For many of us, the most difficult word to say is one of the shortest and easiest in the vocabulary: No. Go ahead, say it aloud: No. No - simple to pronounce, hard to say. We're afraid people won't like us, or we feel guilty. We may believe that a "good" employee, child, … Continue reading I said NO…explanations are unnecessary.
Owning Our Power Don't you see? We do not have to be so victimized by life, by people, by situations, by work, by our friends, by our love relationships, by our family, by our feelings, our thoughts, our circumstances, and ourselves. We are not victims. We do not have to be victims. That is the … Continue reading A victim no more!
Fabulous wisdom reblogged from Bayart. Take a look. MO You Are Not Meant to Stay Wounded “By remaining stuck in the power of our wounds, we block our own transformation. Wounds are the means through which we enter the hearts of other people. They are meant to teach us to be compassionate & wise.” -Caroline Myss … Continue reading You are not meant to stay wounded
I had the opportunity to chat with an old and very enlightened friend some time ago. I was, that day, having a "Triple P" for myself (translation: Personal Pity Party), with hats horns, cupcakes and all. When she asked what was up, I told her I had set such a high bar for my personal … Continue reading Not good enough!