Posts tagged with “wisdom”
3 Ways to Stop Worrying and Feel Less Anxious
“There isn’t enough room in your mind for both worry and faith. You must decide which one will live there.” ~Sir Robertson
Do you consider yourself a worrier?
Maybe even a perfectionist or Type A personality?
When I’m not at my best, I can be all of those things combined. (Not cute, I know.)
Because of this, I know exactly what it feels like to be stuck in my head, with tightness in my chest and emotional wrenches in my gut.
If you also struggle with worry and anxiety, then I feel you. I rode the worry struggle …
How I Stopped Emotional Eating and Started Feeling Better About Life
“Don’t forget you’re human. It’s okay to have a meltdown, just don’t unpack and live there.” ~Unknown
For the longest time, I wanted to lose weight. I wasn’t terribly overweight but it seemed to me that if I could just have the perfect body, life would be amazing.
So, I threw everything but the kitchen sink at my food and exercise habits.
Never one to settle for small wins, I pushed myself to have the perfect diet—I prepped meals at home, didn’t eat out very much, and worked out as often as I could. Yes, the kind where I …
Let It Be
One of the quotes from Tiny Buddha’s Worry Journal.
3 Things That Are Helping Me Deal with Stress, Pain, and Loss
“Being on a spiritual path does not prevent you from facing times of darkness; but it teaches you how to use the darkness as a tool to grow.” ~Unknown
Life has not been kind lately.
My aunt passed away in October. She had been suffering from cancer, but her family kept the extent of her illness to themselves, and hence I did not have a chance to see her before she passed away. I felt bad about that.
My father followed her a month later, just after Thanksgiving. He had been ailing from Parkinson’s Disease, but his death as well …
The Lost Art of Silence: Get Quiet and You’ll Know What You Need to Do
“Silence isn’t empty. It’s full of answers.” ~Unknown
Last week I was visiting the Scandinave, a Scandinavian-style bath spa, with my mom, when it struck me how rare true silence has become. By true silence, I mean silence in the form of not speaking, but also silence in the form of reflection, pause, a capacity to become still, a capacity to just be and not do.
The art of silence was lost. Even at these baths, where the goal was to disconnect and enjoy the stillness of nature, there was constant chatter among groups with voices audible across the pool. …
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