Irene Maina
Stories (3/0)
Looking For Workout Ideas To Make Your Fitness Journey Fun?
When you ask someone to workout with you, you will usually hear the word “no”. Besides, working out is boring. Maybe you will consider that working out is boring and prefer doing fun things than spending time at the gym doing some boring workout routines. However, you have to see that more and more people are putting up with boring workout routines because of the alarming increase in heart-related diseases and obesity. You have to consider that you have to take care of your body to live a happier and more satisfying life.
By Irene Maina5 months ago in Longevity
The Healing Power of Music
Music, it’s not a strange word or concept. I mean we all listen to music while we go about our daily lives. The question is, do we ever really pay attention to music itself? To what the lyrics say or the beat of the music? Better yet, do we pay attention to ourselves while listening to music? We all know music has the power heal and it’s the universal language in this distorted world of ours. But have you ever really sat down and listened to yourself while you listened to music? Like really paid attention to your mood? Your heart beat? Just being completely in one with your inner self?
By Irene Maina6 years ago in Beat
Life on the Edge
Everything was fine — at least that's what everyone around me thought. I was happy, dancing around, laughing out loud and having the greatest time of my life. I had everything I ever wanted, or at least that’s what they thought I wanted. All things considered I should be grateful for what I have or had. But, when the lights were turned off and there was no one around, the smile turned into a frown and tears flowed down my cheeks. Many nights I cried myself to sleep with a heavy heart. It was the only way to relive the pain… to feel whole in some way. Relive the heaviness. In the morning, I was the happiest person you'd ever meet. The smile and joy was back on my face. Truth be told, I was never happy, but being "happy" meant no one would keep asking me "what is wrong?" or say "you need to talk about it." See, being “happy” meant no more questions, no one trying to pry into my life. But I was never happy, I was alone with my thoughts.
By Irene Maina6 years ago in Psyche