Archive for February, 2010
Happiness in Your Life, Stop Letting Your Past Dictate Your Future
Imagine that you are standing on a railroad track in the middle of the country, there is nothing but meadows all around you, and in the distance in front of you lies what seems like an eternity of railroad tracks. And you turn and look behind you and you see stretched out over the miles another seemingly endless stretch of tracks. You now begin to walk forward step after step after step forward along this track that represents your life, there are 2 ways you can walk along this track, and which of these three ways you choose determines everything in your life, and it is the key to staying happy. So the two ways you can walk along railroad tracks are as follows;
Walk backwards looking at the tracks you have already crossed- This is obviously the most difficult way to walk along the tracks, you will find yourself stumbling along with every step and inevitably you will trip and fall as the space between the ties is never the same.
Walk forward looking at the tracks ahead of you- This seems like the smart way to do it, you can see what’s coming and you can enjoy all the beautiful scenery that surrounds you, there’s a good chance you could trip, but you are in a much better position to catch yourself and not fall.
How do these correspond with life? It’s a pretty simple concept, you cannot look in two directions at the same time, and in life we are either looking ahead or looking back, the danger of looking back is that you will inevitably trip and fall, and the fall will be hard and will hurt a great deal, but if we look forward in life we can see what’s coming, and even if we do fall we can catch ourselves and learn and grow and enjoy the journey.
That’s the kicker, enjoy the journey, the only moment you truly have is this moment right now, and now is the moment to be happy, I challenge you to let the past stay there, in the past. Nothing can change what has already happened, but you can definitely change how you will feel today.
Keith Callister
http://www.articlesbase.com/advice-articles/happiness-in-your-life-stop-letting-your-past-dictate-your-future-724971.html
Personal Development Review: Personal Development for Smart People?
Are you lacking confidence in your self to deal with day to day situations or problems presented by life?
Is your life just drifting along with no goal or aim whatsoever? Are you frustrated that life is not turning out as you have planned?
If so, you are not alone, there are countless people, including you and me who feel this way at some time or another in our lives. What you are lacking is the personal power that is needed to live life on your terms and not on the terms on your boss or neighbor or some one else for that matter.
There are heaps and heaps of books, articles and programs written on the subject Personal Development for Smart People, but how many of them are effective is actually a question.
If you are to develop any sort of Personal Power, the first thing and most effective thing you must do is to Accept Yourself as you are, with all your faults, problems and whatever. You must start to love yourself unconditionally. No matter what mistakes you made in the past, you should be able to forgive yourself and anyone involved in these mistakes or problems. You should first heal your past emotional hurts, for whatever Personal Development technique to be effective.
There are several energy healing techniques that would help you to clear the past hurts or limiting beliefs. You can chose that you feel will be most suitable to you. I recommend Emotional Freedom Technique or EFT to this end.
We are talking about Personal Development for Smart People, hence it is my duty to introduce a much more effective and easy method that would help smart people to develop without any hard work on their part.
Personal Development is much effective and effortless when your mind is quiet and calm. When your mind is calm and quiet, you live in the Present Moment and your mind is not limited by past limiting beliefs or hurts. In this state you can access your true potential effortlessly and is guided by your intuition or inner guidance. This is the state of mind that you should achieve in order to effectively develop your true potential.
Brainev is the latest Personal Development program, sweeping the earth today. What differs from similar products here is the Latest Patent Pending Technology known as 3P-DEAP, which makes Brainev the Most Powerful Personal Development Product for Smart People on earth today, as claimed by the developers.
Sudath Priyantha
http://www.articlesbase.com/self-help-articles/personal-development-review-personal-development-for-smart-people-716693.html
please tell me what you think of my story?
Please tell me what you think of my story?
It is a normal spring day, and I decide to have my lunch break in the local park, the weather is good, warm enough for summer clothes, yet not hot enough to complain about.
I sit on a bench under the shade of a tree, the wind blowing through the tree causing shadows to dance on the well-maintained lawn. The park is a hive of activity today, an assortment of people, professions and past times. A man walks past me in his well pressed business suit, he is not much younger than me, he is talking on his mobile phone, a little to loudly than necessary, trying to sound important to those in earshot of him, or trying to sound important to himself.
An elderly couple is sat on a picnic blanket on the lawn, their silver hair shining in the afternoon sun, homemade sandwiches and cakes in brown paper bags, their faces are content, yet their eyes tell a different story, for after a life time of love, sharing and companionship, should one of them pass, the other would be truly alone.
A young female runner runs past them, her toned body a billboard for her generation, her even strides cushioned by the latest running shoes and designer sunglasses to block out the sun. Tight fitting running clothes, to either enhance her performance, or to leave those who look at her an object of desire, sexual and envious, covers her body.
She runs past a group of teenage school kids, as she passes the boys they mimic the bounce of her breasts with their hands, much to the annoyance of the girls who roll there eyes.
A young couple walk past hand in hand, smiles on their faces as they watch their young toddler kick a bright orange ball, he squeals with delight, his rosy cheeks and innocent eyes oblivious to the hardships he will one day face, but for now he is content will sugar coated treats and colourful images on the T.V.
A small bird takes my attention, a sparrow I think, he is doing a little hop type of dance in front of a cluster of bushes, he then darts into them, coming out with a small bug in his beak, he then flies up into a tree, He returns moments later to do the same thing again.
Yet the more I watch his antics the more I wonder about him.
I wonder if he is feeding his young, is this instinct that drives him to do this, or is it a parental love? Will he get frustrated if he cannot get enough food?
Will his little heart swell with pride when his young take flight for the first time? Does he know of love? Does his heart skip a beat when he sees his mate? Or will it break when one day she does not return? Does he know of fear? Will he cower in the treetops when a storm comes crashing down upon him? Does he know of racism? Do other birds treat him unkind because he is not the same breed as they? Does he know of joy? Will he sing that little bit better when the sun is shinning on a clear day? Does he know of God and the creation? Is he aware of me as i am of him, and knows of man, war and death?
If he is aware of all of these then I feel sorry for him, for why should he suffer the folly’s of man, and yet if he is not aware I am equally sorry for him for the wonder of life is a thing to behold and the joy and sorrow it brings is a thing to be shared by all
A lot of words and descriptions, but it doesn’t really say anything.
Does your career reflect your life?
I really don’t know where to start.. I like music, I pride myself in how much I enjoy it and I’ll even sing along to stuff that sounds good. Lets see, I don’t know if this stereotype is true or not but as most people mature they go through stages where they might change what sort of things to take interest in, right? Well, as a kid my household was very loud because my mom threw parties…she had me when she was 17 got pregnant at 16…so I guess you could say I grew up on party music/hippie music/rocker music…now when I say party music I don’t mean the satellite channel definition…I’m talking about the stuff you drink to, play drinking games to, smoke to and sometimes get in trouble for listening to. This fact might seem irrelevant to the matter at hand but I’d like to think that I was intelligent for trying to distance myself from that lifestyle as much as possible. Well you could imagine the kind of childhood I had after that fact BUT I was always so aware of what was going on and I always told myself I’m greater than that chaos. I went through my times of underage drinking, run-ins with the cops, smoking stuff and the world I lived in could have crippled me for life had it not been for my own will to change before I ended up like my mom, an only parent with 6 kids 4 different fathers, and drugs as a best friend. Well I didn’t fit in with your sons and daughters and their sheltered lives so I never made friends with the high school coaches or teachers but not because I was so under-classed but because there was no way I could. No way I would get any comfort in conforming to the regularity of a school day. Heck, I was pretty good at reading the book of life and from my perspective I had to endure witnessing the world around me and learning from it consequentially. When I was in about 4th grade I learned that home wasn’t safe, the streets weren’t safe, and school wasn’t safe because all of these things were hurting me. SO I played with my legos, collected the neighborhood supply of trading cards and tried my hand at participating in school activities like in-school soccer. I liked to draw and stuff because I would get compliments on my pictures and I could do a pretty good job. Anyway, my grades in school were always a reflection of both my internal state and the external world I lived in. Almost didn’t make it through high school…none of my "friends" did and I’m just a freshman in college this year! I sure as hell didn’t take any AP classes or do much sports, I was too busy trying to get a grip on life, one which was intelligent and fair, one which I value. But I made it out with a diploma, over the years my math skills deteriorated and I think it’s because math requires a steadier hand than an artists. I didn’t end up getting serious with art because it was too free and with freedom came danger, I used art as a symbolic expression of the life I lived which could be looked at in so many ways, I chose the cynic approach. My senopr year in high school I landed a role in the theatre prodution, a lead role, and that was a really different experience. I didn’t know what I was in for and it wasn’t what I expected. The high school shows I went to when I was younger seemed so much more exquisite. I ended up writing some spoken poetry but that didn’t last because I realized the stuff I was writing was completely immature. I was so preoccupied with managing my thoughts and views that I didn’t even consider more than one college, I simply applied to the closest one about a month before classes. I think it’s important to be able to recognize what steps you’ve taken in life, the past, and the present so much so that it will give you a future. And as for a future career, I now know how important it is to have a goal in mind. I jumped into a liberal arts program AA degree in a couple years. I just think that after having been in my shoes for so long…not that long I’m only 20, but that I would know what it is I want to do…what I love or somethng like that. I know this because I’ve been researching since August of last year-2009. I’ve taken countless tests (personality.career) and thought a lot. I really don’t think that a person like me would have any clear motives to pursue a career other than the simple fact of doing it..not that I don’t enjoy life but I’m much more idealistic. SO I’m an artist, a lyricist/singer, an actor, a student, an athletic guy, a mindful man, a loner (I really don’t have contact with my old life…), and a little bit of everything else…I think. So when I try to whittle a pure form of ambition out of such a melting pot I get lost and now I’m writing entirely too long questions on yahoo answers. I realize there’s probably not a similar person out there who would stumble upon such a question, if that’s what this is, and especially one who would have the answer. I’m currently going into my second semester with the idea that "I want to help people"…when really I just want to "be" people
Your paragraph is too long. I didn’t bother reading it. I can only assume your not in college yet, because writing or rambling like this wouldn’t be accepted.
Does your career reflect your life. Your career or careers reflect who your are. And nobody knows who they are until their life is almost over and they look back and examine their accomplishments.
Sometimes, patterns emerge early, you can’t see them but others can.
a horrorcore rap i made today what u think?
its a horrorcore rap but its not my usual style i was just trying somthing new and im only rapping 2 months so be brutally honest please….if you say im disturbed just answer is it good or not two
ill cut you like coke and leave you 3 percent pure mix you with anthrax itl poison you with out a cure/
im sick yes i am ill drink your blood and have a good time/
so lock me up and throw away the key and watch me spread **** on the wall indecently/
when i was young i usta cut cats and dogs throats now i kill humans and throw them over boats/
insanity and anarcy thats me i make people uncomfortable and panicky instantly like light/
id do anything to start a pointless fight right left right right ko,d and then dance on day head till it explodes/
normally im evil or sad a manic depressant or schizophrenic/
i got two people insida but its fine that just means i constantly got my best friend beside me/
but they clash and make one another paronoid and it sky rockets my temper to farenheit/
i get to a point i cant breath so i need to get my mind offa things/
so i kill kill kill and take out another contract to fufill my greed cos im a piece of white thrash ******* inbreed/
guns aint my style id rather burn peepz to a scorther and keep adding fuel till it gets hawter/
my whole life ive been a hater ive impacted earth worse than a crater/
ive tied people up and didnt come back till two months later/
the feeling of inflicting people with pain gives me an evil sick gain its like shooting up on heroine/
ive been trying to get to the gates of oblivion my desired nation and chill with the most feared creature in creation my man satan/
i summon demons from hell like a necromancer so take my words as serious as cancer/
i live my life with the phases of the moon when its full its time for my muthafucking reign of doom/
i rest i then awaken 28 days later and the insanity continues from midnight to noon/
in my past life i think i was attila the hun gotta stay of the polices rader cos im a close combat asasoun..
killing is the passion wearing peoples skin is the fashion but i dont waste the meat put good use threw cannabilism/
survival is the game of life and death so i dont care f you dont like what i spat/
if you didnt im gona **** you into a fishermans net and throw you in to the middle of the ocean and laugh and smile cos i dont got got emotion/
so what ye think…hahaha am i sic ker than eminem
yeah you’re sick, not as in ill
as in barf…
Has your child ever had phobias that could indicate a traumatic death in a past life ?
Also, has he/she ever talked about a past life?
No, but my nephew had several odd phobias when he was small. One of the strangest was his fear of wigs! My sister kept her hair short but liked to wear wigs occasionally. She learned early in her son’s life that the sight of a wig terrified him. Looking back, it seems almost like he might have been reacting to them as if they were scalps. At the age of 4 my nephew also prattled endlessly about "when I was a man", the house he lived in (a farm) and his wife and children.
His mum – my sis – used to talk endlessly about her husband, back when she was 4 and 5 years old. This I know because my mom told me. My sister told everyone who would listen that her husband was a soldier who had gone off to war and would be coming home soon. She actually seemed to believe this for awhile, Mom said, as after talking about her husband sometimes she would go to the door sometimes and look out, in a very quiet and sad way.
I came around this time with several phobias. I couldn’t bear to have my throat touched, even when I was an infant, my mother said. This continued through my early childhood. I later realized that this did involve my most recent life.
You might find these sites interesting:
http://www.childpastlives.org
http://www.soulsurvivor-book.com/
http://books.google.com/books?id=vIDES6VWl1MC&printsec=frontcover&dq=ian+stevenson&source=bl&ots=kz3d4_xtew&sig=jE9-JrEjk2HWaZahAUOkoLcf1nc&hl=en&ei=GUiBS8X5OIOEnQfpiZnVBw&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=11&ved=0CDAQ6AEwCg#v=onepage&q=&f=false
http://www.healthsystem.virginia.edu/internet/personalitystudies/
