Truth About You

When you contact the truth about you, you recognize that a great deal that you have come to accept about you is false. You are not better or worse than others. You are not stupid or brilliant, or handsome, or ugly. Those are just judgments someone made that you accepted. None of them are true.
~ Paul Ferrini, I am the Door

Many times other peoples’ behavior toward us can give us the wrong impression of who we are. It begins from birth. Parents start to see certain signs of a personality in a baby and assign the child an attribute. Some parents may even tell a child what that attribute is (and other quirks they notice) as s/he grows. For example, stubborn, smart, sensitive, shy, outgoing, etc.

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Incalculable Value

What Never Dies?

“How can you lose something you’re still capable of giving? How can you fail if you haven’t stopped trying? And how can you miss as long as you’re still aiming?”
~ Mike Dooley, The Complete Notes from the Universe.

This was going to be one of my Friday quotes where I don’t give commentary. Since this one has questions, I thought it might be fun to discuss them.

Nothing is Broken

Is Thirty-Seven the Magic Number?

At my wedding reception in the (ahem) 80s, I remember telling someone, “When we are on our fifteen-year anniversary it’ll be the year 2000!” Since it was my wedding day, and we were only married for a couple of hours, fifteen years seemed like an eternity. And we’d be old!

The turn of the century seemed like science fiction to me. A time and space that was beyond my capacity to comprehend. My future seemed bright, but also scary. Would our marriage make it? Would we have children? Would we both even live to the year 2000 and beyond to grow old together?

Here we are, June 1st, 2022 and both of us completely forgot our anniversary until it was upon us. Is thirty-seven years the magic number when it’s no longer a big deal?

The Tempter

Sense of Purpose

I often think deep. I observe mine and others’ behavior, then analyze. This is the theme of my blog, thinking deep, introspecting and discovering ways to overcome. I rarely run out of ideas. My poor husband has to hear my analyses just about every day at dinner or in the car.

~ Weekend Wisdom

Weekend Wisdom