Tag: burnout

Sssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh

This was going to be a post about JFM‘s (Just for Me’s, The Opposite of Burnout, p 28), the pleasant little treats we can give ourselves every day to restore and reinvent ourselves like: a break bright lipcolor watching the

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Discovering I am Enough

Let’s Be Here Now, beginning with NOW. Oops, there it goes. Okay, THIS Now. Now, this Now…and this, and this, and this. Now shifts into another and another and another. Now is infinitely fleeting, morphing into the next and the

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The Guaranteed Way to Change Your Life (the “Moving In the Direction of” Principle)

The gap between what you want (deeper relationship, smaller body, more money, whatever) and what you have (well, you know what you have) can seem ENORMOUS! And this makes me sooooo excited. That big gap says so much about you.

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Holidays Don’t Have to Suck

The Norman Rockwell image of Christmas is crap, at least in my experience. The idea that people can set aside their anger, pain and unresolved trauma is unrealistic. It’s a setup for disappointment. And, swinging the pendulum in the other

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Our Struggle to Be True

Authenticity is a fine edge. I know that my best self is self-restrained and magnanimous, merciful and forbearing, courageous. I like showing you that part of me. In each moment I am working hard to make choices that “move toward”

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You are NOT Not Enough

It’s insidious, the chorus of little voices inside our head that tells us to be afraid—be very afraid!—because the world is a big scary place and we are small and powerless. They are the voices of our parents, teachers, doctors,

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Observations in Lost Opportunity

Meeting #1: Unnamed Person X was considered for a career boosting opportunity. Meeting #2: Unnamed Person X exploded in a 60-sec emotional response to a work situation. Meeting #3: Unnamed person X was no longer under consideration for the career

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The Selfies You Don’t See

Three nights ago I sat in my car, crying The Ugly Cry, gobbling down triple cheese mac & cheese from Sheetz. My mighty war chest of tools was powerless against the downward spiral of doubt, negative self-talk, and exhaustion.  No

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