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Sona And The Little Black Book
Hi I’m Sona, this pandemic has taken a toll on my mental health and friendships. I’ve discovered a lot of fake and un genuine people in the world. So today I decided to venture out the house for some fresh air. While walking I sensed that someone was watching me but didn’t see anyone.
By Sona Sunni6 years ago in Motivation
Grimoire
Grimoire Grimoire. A book of power; a battery if you will. Locked within its bindings breathes magic and with it the possibility to alter reality to your will. Some may call it a myth, others a fantasy but they truly don’t understand that all reality is malleable. It can be changed in an instant and none would notice. That is the power of magic.
By Kenneth Smith6 years ago in Motivation
Grow in Confidence
When I think of what confidence looks like, my mind first goes to the pretty, skinny, mean girl protagonist of an early 2000 chick flick movie. Usually surrounded by at least two other stunningly attractive friends, these beautiful bullies seem to get away with whatever they want. Arriving at school in their squeaky clean convertibles with no hair on their head out of place as if they're immune to the effects of wind. They strut through the halls with their heads held high, and a permanent smirk planted on their faces as the other 99% of the school population freeze to stare with jaws dropped, and eyes open wide.
By Elizabeth Cui6 years ago in Motivation
5 Proven Benefits of Life Coaching and Training
Why should a person choose to find a life mentor? It may depend upon ones life goal and what one has thought. A life coach expert or mentor is a person that helps a person in identifying their strength, enhance their skills, develop them, and improve their personal and professional goals. A mentor even helps in identifying a problem of people and assist them until they get out of the problem. This assistance period may differ from person to person and their need.
By ainar interiors6 years ago in Motivation
Sagittarian For Life
I'd grown up never really appreciating all of the great things possible for myself. Too early, I'd let my friends, family, and everyone I worked with push me down and not let my inner light shine. It was easier to just go along with everyone who thought they knew better than I did.
By Julian Grant6 years ago in Motivation
Get Past Writer's Block
Write every day. Ok, yes this seems totally obvious. But the thing is people who are successful writers are the ones who do it frequently. Putting it off even for a short amount of time can allow us to lose focus or interest. Carve out some time where you have minimum interruptions. Maybe that’s setting the alarm clock a little earlier, staying up later, or jotting down things while you’re eating lunch. Turn off the TV or other things that can get you sidetracked. I keep my phone on the other side of the room and turn off the internet on my computer, so I don’t start skimming articles or shopping. Don’t worry about doing it in one chunk either. Maybe it's easier if you split the three hours into two sections. Just carve out the time and do it.
By Scarlett Callohan6 years ago in Motivation
The Walk of Average
For Average had been walking for years, decades wondering when or if he would get there. Average did not know what “there” was. However, Everyone seemed to be “there”. Average thought to himself, Everyone is there already. It flustered him having to walk every day through the same path past the same giants, the same mountains to always end up walking back home and having to restart his path again the next morning. Average saw Everyone going through the same motions and paths he was going through. The difference was that Everyone’s path appeared to be easier, prettier than his. And he continued with the same routine every day and each day he would ask himself if that was it. He wondered if the glorious stories of knights and beautiful castles embraced in joy were ever true. He wondered if all those stories were now just that, nothing else but a story. Before he knew it, Average had grown, and more years had passed. Average was becoming more concerned. He had been collecting rocks throughout his walks. He had picked up many rocks including the rock of discontent, unwillingness, jealousy, hatred and the heaviest of all, the rock of loss of self-worth. One day, Average decided to take a different path. He had seen this path before, once even took a step towards it but decided it was too risky and went back to his usual walk. Walking slowly through the path, he realized he had walked too far in. It was now too late to walk back. “What was the way back anyways? He thought to himself, well, this at least is something new. Right?”. Nervously, he kept walking. As he kept walking, he realized that the giants in this new path were far greater and the mountains were far higher. The cliffs were far deeper. By now, his rocks became heavy. He wondered if he would ever make it. His knees trembled and he was starving. Without a sense of direction, he kept moving forward down the unknown path. That is until Average came across a stone. On this stone there was a small black book with rounded edges. The stone read, The Book of Talent. He stood across the little, small black book. Hesitant to pick it up, he walked away. Average decided to take a nap. However, he could not take his mind off the black book. Was that meant for him? Hours turned into days. Average finally decided to pick the little black book up. As he opened it, he was surprised to see empty ivory-colored pages. Average decided to take his new find, his new treasure back with him. Average decided to fill the ivory pages with his experiences. He began to record the mountains he crossed, the giants he fought and the cliffs he climbed. Average recorded the rocks he carried with him. He came to the realization that each time he recorded a rock, that recorded rock became a precious stone. Day by day a new rock was recorded until he had no more rocks and just beautiful stones. By then, Average came to the realization that he had somehow made it back home. He laid his black book flat and looked through the little black book once again, now with ivory pages embellished in ink. Doing so, Average noticed an expandable pocket towards the end of the book. In the pocket was a note that read, “The Book of Talent; Champions and Originality”. Average realized the reason Everyone’s path was “easier” was because they had found a little black book too. Average now became Original and his little black book with rounded corners became the door to the knights and beautiful castles embraced in joy.
By Mayra Martinez6 years ago in Motivation
To All The Past “Me”s
To me, age 8: Don’t listen to her, she doesn’t actually know who you are or who you will want to be. Find ways around all of the arbitrary rules you get caught up in to do the things you want to do. Trust me, they exist. I know, I know — rules are there for a reason, you’ve got to follow them. But honestly… you usually don’t. It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.
By Dan Brioli6 years ago in Motivation
If my Spiritual Guides could speak
Matthew’s hair is disheveled, dark circles under his eyes. His droopy face is in the palm of his hands. With his wand, he’s making circles and different shapes of light. Mary is blowing bubbles of light and popping them. Both are sitting with their backs touching, engrossed in their activities, looking gloomy.
By Kavita Taluja6 years ago in Motivation
Doughnuts and Donations
Most would consider walking home at two in the morning in central Wisconsin in the middle of January a death wish, I however found it mildly meditative and would even go as far to call it essential after working a twelve hour shift. Fortunately it was overcast and the pale violet glow of the clouds lit the way home. Several blocks into the trip I heard what sounded like a vehicle’s engine roaring and the whirring of snow covered tires spinning recklessly into the night. Rounding the corner of the street my apartment building resided on I witnessed exactly what I thought I’d heard before. A dark blue late 80’s model van spun wildly in doughnuts in the middle of my street miraculously remaining upright.
By Mike6 years ago in Motivation
