Since everyone is still talking about the “New Year/New Me” ideas, I think it might be helpful to discuss a few tricks when it comes to a transformational change.
The truth of the matter is we cling to habits. At least, I do. The truth is most people have a usual routine.
Consider the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning. Some look at the clock. Some look at their phone. Either way, most people have their morning rituals and daily routines.
In All Honesty: The Truth About The Idea Machine
Here it is, the first day of the New Year. It is the year, 2020 which is not to be confused with the description of perfect or “Normal” vision of 20/20. No this is just the first day of the New Year, which is really no different from any other day—it’s just a different name. That’s all.
Truth is I am like anyone else down here on Project Earth. The fact remains that I just want to live, feel, be, think, and breathe to the best of my ability.
I am like anyone and everyone else in this world, in which case, I mean there are times when I am lost or scared or confused, which is fine to be honest, because pretending to be otherwise is not always beneficial.
Stream of Consciousness: Here Comes The New Year
There is no time for New Year’s resolutions. Not today. Or should I say at least, “Not for me.”
I am reminded of a line from a song that says, “The revolution will not be televised.”
This is not to say that I am looking for a revolution or the need to revolt nor am I entering my plea for political attention; however, I am showing the need for change.
The Kid Brother Chronicles
I was the youngest in my house. I was the little brother too and the one, always trying to tag along, and always poking the bear, so to speak, and always crying after I took the beating, which I probably instigated.
It is true, I was the little one and yes, it is also true that being the little one led to certain unfortunate things.
This led me to things like dead-arms or dead-legs, which is literally when someone punches you in the arm or leg.
Letters From A Son: 30 Years Ago Today
A lot happens in 30 years.
I was awake last night, asking myself about the things I have done and the places I’ve been to since this day back in 1989. I was only a kid then. I thought about the people and the places I’ve seen and how I swore that I would never see them again, but yet, fate does what fate does. Suffice to say that life has its own rhythm. Suffice to say that so do I and so do you. Life is funny down here on Project Earth.
Panic Mode
I used to react to everything. Or, more accurately, it would be better to say I used to overreact to everything. But such is life with anxiety disorders. This is the struggle I had between rational and irrational thinking.
I used to have panic attacks.
Ever have one?
The Reformation Of Rain
There is an idea I have been rewriting for a long time now. The shape is different and so is the flow. I suppose the prose changes whenever I change but yet, the core is the same. The body is the same too, just older, like I am now, older, but still me and deep down, coming clearer, the more I revisit this idea, the more I capture my growth:
Continue readingA Quick Thought About Our Paths
There was a helpful exercise I remember from a class that I took on transformational coaching in which, the entire class held up a sheet of paper. Everything else was to be cleared from our desk,
The instructor told us all to close our eyes and hold up the sheet of paper.
With our eyes closed, we were instructed to fold the paper in half and then rip off the top, right hand corner of the page.
Letters From A Son: Christmas Anonymous
Hello, my name is Ben and I a member of Christmas Anonymous, which means that at one point, I had a problem with the Christmas season. This is not to say that Christmas Anonymous is a real thing but for the moment it is.
The following is my qualification for membership, which, I have learned to overcome. And so, with hopes to reach those who’ve been through their struggling similarity; I offer this message of hope because although heartfelt, the truth is we can all overcome anything, should we so choose to.
A Thought On Christmas Eve
The truth is we never know the impact we have upon each other. A smile, or a simple thing, like the word, “Hello,” can be much bigger than we think. In fact, the simplest gestures can in fact create the biggest miracles.
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The Written Addiction 