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Thought of the Moment

A trait of the decent

Only good people wonder if they're bad. Read more

 

Be Yourself

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.

- Emerson Read more

 

You get who you are

You don't get what you want in life. You get who you are.

- Les Brown Read more

 

What You Can Control

You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.

- Maya Angelou Read more

 

Experience

Experience does for the soul what education does for the mind.

- Casey Neistat Read more

 

Heartfelt Tears

All of us know what it is to say thank you and to really mean it. How often are we so overcome with gratitude that it manifests not in words but in heartfelt tears? Such moments take me down on my knees. Read more

 

We don't want to lose weight - we want to lose fat.

If health and longevity are priorities, we don't want to blindly lose weight. We want to lose fat while preserving as much skeletal muscle as possible. Read more

 

The purity of children

The soul is healed by being with children.

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky Read more

 

Mirrors

Today, there is an epidemic of what psychotherapists call "the worried well" - people whose basic needs for survival are more than being met, but who are handicapped by depression and anxiety. Some might think that this is a stretch, but I wonder if widespread adoption of mirrors was ground zero, the harbinger of an epidemic of partial paralysis from issues related to self-actualization. If we weren't hyper-aware of what we physically look like, would we be as anxious, vain, jealous, petty, afraid, and covetous as we can be at times? Read more

 

My child...

My child isn’t my easel to paint on. Nor my diamond to polish.
My child isn’t my trophy to share with the world. Nor my badge of honor.
My child isn’t an idea, an expectation, or a fantasy. Nor my reflection
or legacy.
My child isn’t my puppet or a project. Nor my striving or desire.
My child is here to fumble, stumble, try, and cry. Learn and mess up.
Fail and try again. Listen to the beat of a drum faint to our adult ears.
And dance to a song that revels in freedom. My task is to step aside.
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