Stories in Motivation that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
How Pretending It's the 1990s is Good for You
Okay, maybe I'm a bit biased. I had my own TV show in the '90s (BZZZ!) and it afforded me some unforgettable times. I was young, wild, and FREEEEEEEE. WEEEEEEEE! But, really, it's not just my own life that I think about when I think about the 1990s. It's yours. Yes, you-you who were maybe just birthed into this world then. Let's pretend then is now.
Vocal Creators Support Group
There are already at least three very credible and helpful Facebook groups for Vocal Creators already Vocal Creators Saloon Vocal Media Creators Hub The Vocal Creators Lounge
From Anxious Punk to Aspiring Monk: My Spiritual Awakening and the Music That Accompanied it
When I was in my late teens, I was a self-confessed punk, frequently drunk, and suffering from social anxiety. That was, pretty much, all there was to know about me. My identity was rooted in the music I listened to and the people I surrounded myself with. I drank because that's what everyone else did. I also drank to bury the feelings of insecurity and anxiety that were slowly building within me.
On a scale of 1-10, how much do you like yourself?
"This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man." - William Shakespeare
What Are the Reasons You Hide Your Gorgeous Smile?
I’m a generally happy person. I smile a lot. I like to laugh. Apparently, no one told my face. I’m not exactly sure when this began. There are pictures of me as a young boy grinning like an idiot. And then there are pictures of me as a teenager — not. But then, teenagers aren’t supposed to smile. After all, they are carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. But, even after that, I can’t find pictures of me actually smiling.
The Best Investment I've Ever Made in My Writing
Specialized ads freak me out. They really do. At the same time, those freaky ads can come in handy when you need a new distraction.
Cleaning the Basement of My Mind to Enjoy the Spring of My Life
I feel held back. Not by anyone or anything per se but by my own stifling memories housed in the basement of my mind. And in the spirit of spring, the season of lovely, new experiences, fresh beginnings, and great shifts in perspectives, I felt that it was only appropriate to begin to clean the memories that have kept me in a perpetual bind.
Diary Of A Lazy Kid
Dear Journal, It's March! I can't believe we've spent one year in this pandemic but we're surviving. Despite winter being an absolute pain due to the second lockdown, I'm getting back on track to how I used to be. Fun, free-spirited and productive person.
From Prison Cell to Sales
Imagine being wrongfully imprisoned for two years for a crime you didn't commit because your identity was stolen. Now, imagine that the person who stole your identity was someone you least expected, your best friend. That is Elle's story. She lost everything: her business, her home, her friends and also her dog. This is typically the storyline you'd see in the movies, so it is mindblowing to think that someone actually had to endure this. However, what is admirable is hearing that Elle experienced this without letting it define her. Instead, she came back bigger and stronger than before. Elle's cautionary tale is definitely worth sharing as it might be just what someone needs to work their way out of a rut. If she could transform her life after being betrayed, imprisoned and mistreated, then I promise you, you can overcome anything!
It's Not The Winning. It's The Taking Part.
We all grew up with those phrases: Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. You're rubber and I'm glue, what you say bounces off me and sticks to you. And of course my personal favourite, it's not the winning, it's the taking part that counts.
My Little Fitbit
...Family and I had gathered for my birthday last September. Cards were exchanged (many with the same tired fat jokes normally found in birthday cards; but the thought was there).
This is a story about you.
This is a story about you. It doesn't end poorly, and this comforts you. You hope that you make it – wherever “it” is for you – and that immediately makes it true.