I’ve never had a 12-year-old try to explain to me about groove.
If you’ve ever swum in the ocean, and you go underneath the waves, you know, you’re kind of moved by the currents, but you’re not being slapped around at the top of the water by the waves. And that’s sort of what meditation is like.
Congo is one of the least-developed countries in the world, and has millions of acres of virtually untouched forest.
I meditate. Like, I try. Not every day, but even if I’m not doing that meditation, the moments of my day have changed because I’m not on my phone so much. I’m intentionally not checking my phone every two seconds.
I believe in a society where all people do well. Not just a handful of billionaires.
I don’t feel I’m very present in each moment. I feel like every moment I’m either thinking about something that’s coming down the road or something that’s been in the past.
Socialism isn’t just a list of economic prescriptions for government. Perhaps above all, socialism is a moral view.
I’m always uncomfortable with that notion of setting people up in order to kind of promote, you know, some sort of a face-off.
The rainbow comes and goes. Enjoy it while it lasts. Don’t be surprised by its departure, and rejoice when it returns.
You may not be able to see the battle others are fighting, and you may believe they are confident and have never known sadness or fear, but believe me, they have, so be kind. Take.
You recently read me a quote by Faulkner: “The past isn’t dead, it’s not even past.” So much of our adult lives is influenced by what happened to us as children. It is all still there, the memories, the feelings, and fears, stored just beneath the surface in the hidden crannies of our cortex.
I love you in ways that are infinite and as in eternity have no beginning or end.
Health is your most treasured gift. As long as you have it, you are independent, master of yourself. Illness grabs the soul. You plunge in and out of hope, fearing you will never recover. All that I have been, all that I am, all that I might become no longer exist. I am alone. Nothing can distract from the truth of this finality. How.
From the time we were little, you treated us as if our ideas mattered. You and Daddy encouraged us to form our own opinions, and listened when we expressed them. We were not just children in your eyes; we were people who deserved respect. That was a powerful lesson.
We ike to think we are our own people, but sometimes it seems we are just playing out a script that was imprinted in us along ago.
Stop this dwelling on fantasy tragedies and disasters occurring unexpectedly. It is time wasted and leads to a dead end, such pursuits sap and waste energy. You tend to worry much too much over bad things occurring, events that may never happen. You can do this if you put your mind to it. Whenever those thoughts pop up, just give them a swift kick in the ass.
Let it be my motto, as well as yours. Ever upward, as a new life, a new day begins. Have faith that something unexpected and wonderful is moving toward you at incredible speed-EXCELSIOR! Yes, ever upward we must go, and go together.
He was forceful, domineering, and supremely sure of himself. When you have low self-esteem, as I did, those qualities are attractive.
Inside, however, in our core, past the aches, pains and creaking joints of age, youth still resides. Keep that in mind. As.
If you needed anything, all you had to do was say, ‘Mom, I need this,’ and my mom would be at my house with it,” she says, crying. “And now it’s like, if I need something, who do I call?