Category accepting yourself
Contentment is a mental or emotional state of satisfaction maybe drawn from being at ease in one’s situation, body and mind. It could be a state of having accepted one’s situation and is a milder and more tentative form of happiness.
Guilt and regret are loaded thoughts that do not move your life forward. It is easy to swell on the past and wish circumstances had been different. Unless you owe someone an apology, what’s the point?
I’ve heard it said that knowing ourselves is the hardest task of all. Do you know, really know, your true self? Growing in Christian maturity involves becoming self-aware.
The thrill of being in love is powerful. We enjoy the attention. We let ourselves believe this relationship is the real thing. We overlook all the sorts of things that might otherwise offend us, to stay under the spell.
What statement are you making? What impression do you make on the world around you? “Reputation is critically important, so consciously define and protect it at every turn. You may have a hard time undoing damage you have already done, but you can sure stop yourself from continuing to hurt yourself from this moment forward […]
2 Ways to Be Happy and at Peace If you think I’m obsessed with boundaries you’d be partially right. Personality types and Boundary Setting are the two most powerful areas of knowledge that will preserve relationships and make you happier than any thing I know of. I can almost guarantee you that you will be pleased […]
Still my personal identity suffered. All the rotten phrases came to mind: scorned women, divorcee, and single mother. I hate how we label people, but we do and I had to accept that.
Know Yourself There are three things extremely hard: steel, a diamond, and to know one’s self.” -Benjamin Franklin Seems simple, right? You look in the mirror everyday and you recognize your face. You think you know yourself. I think that self-awareness is a spiritual process and often takes a lifetime. Some will tell you that […]
Are Your Vulnerable? The summer had been too eventful. I felt like I was on the verge of cracking like thin ice. First Damon, my nine-year-old’s appendix ruptured and he came near to death. I never left his side. After complications he recovered more quickly than I did-emotionally. Soon after he could travel my […]