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  I once heard a joke about an old man who was walking down the street home in the early morning hours when he runs into another man, who is obviously very drunk, on his hands and knees, searching for something. "What are you looking for?" He asked the drunk man. "My house keys." The drunk replied. "Where did you drop them?" "Two streets down." he slurred. "Why are you not looking there?" "Because the light is better over here."😆 During my research on emotional intelligence, I was thinking about I was unsure of myself in lots of ways. Even though I read a ton on the subject and give my best advice on what I have learned does not mean that I don't suffer from these afflictions just like the next guy.  I started to apply some of the NLP techniques I was l learning to myself. NLP is known as dark psychology for those who do not know. But is the practice of training our sub-conscience mind to look at the world in a more posit

How To Transform Your Thoughts It's no secret that our thoughts have the power to shape our lives. What we think about ourselves, our circumstances, and the world around us can either propel us forward or hold us back. If you're ready to start making positive changes in your life, this article is for you. We'll discuss the power of positive thinking and how it can lead to better psychological well-being. You'll also learn how thoughts have the ability to materialize, and how changing your habits can help you overcome challenges. So what are you waiting for? Subscribe now and let's get started! The Power of Positive Thinking Positive thinking is a powerful tool that can lead to better psychological well-being. Studies have shown that individuals who think positively are more likely to cope better with stress and depression, and are better equipped to handle difficult life circumstances. So how does positive thinking work? When we think positive thoughts, we send out

 Trying to date or find a partner in your 40s. I can think of one word to describe it. Nauseating. Things just are not the same as they were when you were in your teenage years, or 20s. The carefree feeling of going out for the third time that week. No big deal. You're just having fun, hanging out, making new friends, and loving your interest. Learning, experimenting, experiencing. Going out now is like, what am I even going to talk about, what will hold everything in place, do I need to color my roots, I have too much baggage to be doing this, I like my life as it is, and O.M.G., what if he tries to have sex with me? The thoughts are never-ending and don't do much to boost self-confidence. Most of this comes from previous relationships we have had that have failed. Can we even do this again? Do we really want to? If we do, how the hell are we supposed to do it now? Are we looking for love or just companionship? Some of us could just need a buddy. You know the "F" bud

I recently heard someone describe fear as False Evidence Appearing Real. As if we have chosen to believe in something that is not true. If we believe it then it is in our reality, right? Which brings me worry. This is nothing more than Sustained fear caused by indecision. Or False Evidence Appearing Real if you follow. Most people have not achieved their goals or the success they desire because of some built-in excuse, or negative belief they have that keeps them from moving forward. It is that same negative belief that is holding them back. This built-in belief gives them the fear or worry that ends their dreams and goals before they even began. Has this happened to you? Many of us have experienced this once or twice in our lifetime. Some of us still suffer from this fear and worry. How many times have you attempted something new, and stopped before you even got started? Was this because you were afraid of what other people might think? Or is it that you don't think you have the t

How To Know Your Grief   Grief is a tricky subject, especially for me, since I am still fairly new to figuring these emotional handicaps out. If you know me you understand. I lost someone very important to me a couple days ago. He was the only person that ever made me feel like I belonged somewhere. He was more than what people could see and judged plenty before he was known. Although he didn't give a fuck. He was content. That is a hard thing to be for some. Very hard. So I am learning how to experience my grief for this loss so that it serves its highest good.  We all have some healthy grief and could fall into some unhealthy grief if not carefully thought out,  the lines can easily get blurred for the grieving. You are all sideswiped by feelings and emotions. For me dealing with that is quite a feat. Our healthy grief releases feelings rather than allowing them to get stuck in our bodies. If you try to block out these emotions altogether, that just makes it harder for when they

 You hear people say to you, " Oh, don't kid yourself." or "Get to know the real you." We should know who we are and what it is we want in life. Although, some of us don't. Are we making it more difficult than it needs to be? I remember thinking to myself, " how can anyone know me better than, me?" Well although it sounds logical. Most of us are busy covering up who we really are. There is an old saying "know thyself." I'm going to try to help you do this. When you are in therapy, your therapist never tells you who you are, but they ask questions and guide the conversation to help you find out who you are. For starters leave all the judgments behind. If you are stubborn, stuck-up, or a bad person. None of these matters and that is really only comparing yourself to others. Can you tell me right now what is important in your life? If you answered this honestly and quickly, you are off to a good start. Let's try a few other leading q

  The small joys that are stolen quickly become a part of the past. Oh, how this dear mother wished they would last. As the years go by and her daughter's laughter gets older, it's a distant sound now as her sweet girl has only gotten colder. Yes, she has lost her way, yes she has gone astray, by your inability to accept her makes her feel more like the loner. Where did I go wrong? Dear mother wonders as she recounts her teenage years. The blame a mother gives herself also gives her extra years that seem to be laced with tears. This is no way for a mother to live, losing her laughter too. Neither of you ever knew what exactly to do. Maybe love is too strong and strangulation, or it brings suffocation with its due. Dear mother cannot give up, can not understand, will not let go, and becomes all consumed. She is lost and I cannot help her, her laughter I have not heard in years. It is a distant memory. As is my shelter. She seems to live only in misery. How do I pull her out of t