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What Are You Going To Do About It?

  This entry was posted on Monday, August 6th, 2018 at 10:22 pm

Change is a Verb

This entry was posted on Friday, August 3rd, 2018 at 3:38 pm The keys to making significant changes in one’s life, according to the book Change or Die by Alan Deutschman. The First Key to Change RELATE Form a new, emotional relationship with a person / community that inspires and sustains hope If you face a hopeless situation then you need the influence of seemingly “unreasonable” people to restore your hope – to make you believe that you can change and expect that you will change   The Second Key to Change REPEAT The new relationship helps you learn, practice, and master the new habits and skills that you’ll need It takes a lot of repetition over time before new patterns of behavior become automatic and seem natural – until you act the new way without even thinking about it Change does not involve just “selling”, it requires “training” Remember, CHANGE is a verb The Third Key to Change REFRAME The new relationship helps you learn new ways of thinking about your situation and your life

Curse and Crush

  This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 18th, 2018 at 5:46 pm “We try to understand The right to life like fire to the arson You got it right at last, but then the world Had a different plan and took it all away Years and years you fought To try to light your darkness with a reason Maybe a woman someday, maybe even a child To hold and help and start over again” (Dispatch – Curse and Crush) Pretty well said boys.

I Wear A Thousand Masks (re-boot)

  This entry was posted on Thursday, June 21st, 2018 at 8:45 pm I WEAR A THOUSAND MASKS (Charles C. Finn) I hope you won’t be fooled by me for I wear a mask. I wear a thousand masks, masks that I’m afraid to take off, and one of them is me. I am likely to give you the impression that I’m secure, that confidence is my name and coolness my game, that the water’s calm and I’m in command and that I need no one. But I hope you won’t believe me. My surface may be smooth…beneath I dwell in confusion, in fear, in aloneness. But I hide this. I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear of being exposed. That’s why I frantically create a mood to hide behind, a nonchalant, sophisticated façade to shield me from your understanding. But such understanding is my salvation. My only salvation. And I know it. If I don’t keep the mask in front of myself I’m afraid you’ll think less of me, that you’ll laugh, and your laugh would kill me. So I play that game, my desperate pretending game, with a façade