Then, unexpectedly, I said to myself: I love you, little one. And then the “fun” began… The emotional dings, the doubt, the questioning, the grief.
Hoho… I said, what’s going on?
The little voice said: why would you love me?
Because I do… I said.
Do you love me, even though the house looks like a mess?
I don’t love your house, I love you. house, no house, mess, no mess… I love you.
oh. But do you love me even though I am getting old?
Continue reading “A great little exercise to cause self-love…”
I have some 50 more where these came from… at a later date I’ll publish those too.
- Am I aware that someone always has it worse than me? Or do I keep my attention on what I don’t have? Can I turn this around?
- Am I cheap? As in “cheap bastard.” Who am I cheap with? Am I cheap with myself?
I wasn’t assigned because I was so good. Looking back I was green. I didn’t have the vision. I didn’t have the big picture. I didn’t have even the small picture.
Then a new person came to manage the department, and he sent me back to be a draftsperson to prove myself from the ground up.
As any self-respecting arrogant person would, I said that I didn’t have to prove anything… and I quit.
It was arguably the worst thing I could do for my career as an architect, and it created irreparable damage inwardly too… I damaged the trust between me and me, I damaged the trust between the ego and me. I now had quitting as an option… and it set me on a path of floating unhappy leaf… damaged goods, for a few years.
Continue reading “Take back your life… Take back your power… The value of proving that you can”
This article is bulls eye, both in what it says and when it hit. September is a great month to call the beginning of the rest of your life… In certain cultures it is truly the time of the New Year…
And if this article is any good… and I think it’s fabulous, borrowed with just cosmetic changes from the MondayMorningMemo.com it is the perfect guidance for this month.
I had a session with a client. The conversation went to one of my ‘favorite’ topics: why wives stop wanting intimacy after the children are born.
This is a big issue for men, and destroys many marriages.