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18 Memorable Kung Fu Panda Sayings To Live By
As a kid I honored Po as a Kung Fu genius. It was my first time seeing an unusual Panda perform elite Kung Fu techniques while eating dumplings at the same time. Being born in the year 2000 I remember being 8 when the first Kung Fu Panda movie was released. The movie was a hit. I couldn’t help but to think to myself “How can such a chubby panda be so athletic?” ... “He eats, a lot, but he’s superior?” ..”I love it.” And he’s what the new generation would call a “G.O.A.T” greatest of all time. This is something I can fairly agree on.
Minimal Clutter for Maximum Life
Renovating the school bus into a nomadic home for five has been a tremendous amount of work, not to mention the fact that we have been creating our new humble abode essentially from scratch. It seems like there has been an endless amount of tearing, ripping, pasting, painting, and building these past several weeks. Living in this state of limbo is enough to make a person go crazy, but the reminder that we are designing and constructing our home precisely the way we want puts the wind back in my sails. At least, until I go a little bit crazy again. But hey, I am only human!
An Open Letter To the Kids Who Raised Themselves
I’d been lying to my therapist for a while, and it was a stupid thing to do. Why on earth would you think it makes sense to lie to someone you’re paying to listen to you. She was a great therapist, and I wanted so desperately to open up about everything. But, it’s hard. And I’d never had the practice.
How one Notion template improved my productivity.
Over the last few months of using Notion, I have come across a handful of great templates created by other users, that have helped save me a great deal of time in having to build one from scratch.
I Lived Out Of A Suitcase For Over A Year
I always believed that the secret to a beautiful life was partially embedded in having more stuff. You've heard it as well. Get a well-paying job and career. Buy the white picket fence and slide a couple, or three, nice cars right in. Preferably the kind made in Germany and that warm your butt on cold days.
Dancing Through The Darkness
I always knew that when I grew up, I wanted to be a Prima ballerina. According to my mother the moment I learned to walk was the moment I learned to dance. It wasn’t long after that, that I was performing pirouettes and arabesques throughout our living room.
Vocal Has Given New Life to Words I Wrote Years Ago
No kid grows up thinking, "I want to be a greeter at Walmart when I'm big." Or "When I grow up, I'm going to hand out samples at Costco."
Vocal: My Path to Redemption
Who am I? (Herbert Kretzmer, Les Miserable') Can I conceal myself forevermore? Pretend I'm not the man I was before? And must my name until I die,
Just Because You're Unemployed, It Doesn't Mean That You Can't Be Productive In Other Ways
Did you just complete high school and/or post-secondary school but don't know where to begin? Are you currently unemployed because of your disability? Are you homeless? Do you live in an impoverished household or a community with limited paid-job opportunities? Or do you have other reasons behind being unemployed? If you answer "yes" to one or more of these questions, now's the time to read this basic guide to productivity for the unemployed!
How Morning Rituals Made Me Appreciate Life
"Ask yourself a simple question: "How do I wake up every morning?" By that, I mean, what do those first few moments of consciousness feel like?" ― Shawn Wells, The Energy Formula
My Process Is My Peace
As a little girl, I grabbed every drawing medium in sight. At first I found my way into every crayon box, then tasting every color trying to assess which one spoke to me best internally-the brilliance of a 4 year old mind. Then I chose where I wanted that medium to display itself for everyone to react, to feel, to sense and connect with and most of the time that ended up being somewhere I could actually reach and that was often the wall. My father never paid attention to any of my artistic rendezvous, but my mother did. So she wasn’t too overjoyed whenever she’d find a new stickman that had walked across her wall to go find his friend or grab his dog. That played no part in my further endeavors to share my art. In fact it fermented the fact that the walls was where I needed to be to educate and demonstrate the value of having art adorn walls. A few years later and I decided other ventures were worth my interest. So I picked up carving and well, I found myself creating a masterpiece on my mom’s mahogany table using her house key. An artist is an artist and creativity must be exploited to discover one’s abilities. So yes, I stand by the stick girl with the afro, the dog by her side and the apple tree that lent her shade. Again with my father more focused on himself and his career, never quite using the house for other than nourishment and sleep, he didn’t notice the solid body of work greeting faces as meals were devoured. My mother on the other hand, having a fit after she found it.
La vie en rose
One thing I've come to realize is that I don't need anyone to believe in my dream. The only person that needs to believe in my dream is the most important, myself.