Posts tagged with “wisdom”

8 Ways Life Improves When You Value and Prioritize Yourself
âEvery day, the world will drag you by the hand, yelling, âThis is important! And this is important! And this is important! You need to worry about this! And this! And this!â And each day, itâs up to you to yank your hand back, put it on your heart, and say, âNo. This is whatâs important.ââ ~Iain Thomas
As someone who believes in the healing power of self-care, I absolutely love this quote. But I didnât always believe it was true. And it didnât feel good to do it.
My heart was too tender to be touched for long. And …

Guidance for Growth: How to Forgive and Live Without Regrets
âNew beginnings are often disguised as painful endings.â ~Lao Tzu
Once believed to be conflict-free, our relationship disintegrated on a fateful evening in May 2007, revealing the facade of our supposed happiness. We always said, âWeâll be all right because we never fight.â Well, that belief shattered on my dadâs fifty-fourth birthday. What was supposed to be a dinner with my parents turned into a nightmare and marked the beginning of a harrowing ordeal.
My then-husband, bleeding from a head wound after a visit with a friend, turned our evening into chaos. As I attempted to bandage him, unease …

How to Comfort the Grieving Without Saying “Sorry for Your Loss”
“Words have the power to both destroy and heal. When words are both true and kind, they can change our world.” ~Buddha
âIâm sorry for your lossâ is a perfectly acceptable responseâŠif Iâve told you Iâve lost my phone. In that instance, I can appreciate the sentiment, empathy, and authenticity of the phrase. Itâs my loss and my loss alone. I know you can put yourself in my shoes and internalize what it would feel like to be without this critical device and, as such, the words carry weight.
When I tell you my parents are dead, though? Maybe not …

What Forgiveness Really Means and Why Itâs the Ultimate Freedom
I used to loathe the word “forgiveness.”
What it meant to me was that someone could hurt me, lie to me, or even abuse me, say “sorry,” and I was supposed to pretend like nothing happened. If I didn’t, they would say to me, “I thought you were a forgiving person,” or “What? I already said I was sorry.”
It felt awful, outside and inside.
I had one relationship that I knew very well wasnât good for me and I wanted out of, but my misunderstanding of what the word âforgivenessâ meant kept me stuck there for a very long …