“Once you embrace your value, talents, and strengths; it neutralizes when others think less of you.” ―Rob Liano
Quotes
The Fact That You’re Struggling…
“The fact that you’re struggling doesn’t make you a burden. It doesn’t make you unlovable or undesirable or undeserving of care. It doesn’t make you too much or too sensitive or too needy. It makes you human. Everyone struggles. Everyone has a difficult time coping, and at times, we all fall apart. During these times, we aren’t always easy to be around — and that’s okay. No one is easy to be around one hundred percent of the time. Yes, you may sometimes be unpleasant or difficult. And yes, you may sometimes do or say things that make the people around you feel helpless or sad. But those things aren’t all of who you are and they certainly don’t discount your worth as a human being. The truth is that you can be struggling and still be loved. You can be difficult and still be cared for. You can be less than perfect, and still be deserving of compassion and kindness.” –Daniell Koepke
A Little More Persistence
“A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success.” —Elbert Hubbard
My Body
“My body thinks something is gravely wrong, but my brain doesn’t have a clue what to do about it, so it starts racing to the worst possible conclusions.” –Unknown
I’ve been sitting here for a few hours now, trying to talk myself down from a horrible panic attack. I even took something to try and nip it in the bud, but thus far, it’s not helping. I detest being stressed out like this, to the point where the anxiety overtakes everything. Someone told me last night that something is triggering it. I immediately figured out what one of my triggers is, and I’m NOT okay with it. I hate being lying to. I hate people breaking their promises to me, and I hate feeling like this.
If you really love and care about someone, you don’t go out of your way to hurt them. I legitimately want to sit and cry. Here’s hoping the feeling passes.
There Is A Madness In The False World
“There is a madness in the false world we have created; that world’s only lessons are tension and fear — relax into yourself. Take your lessons from nature. Let quietness instruct you. If you pay attention and listen to quietness, you will notice a nearly imperceptible thread of consciousness, like a quiet hum or a perception of time. We have all noticed this feeling when we have been alone in nature, or in a quiet room. This space of consciousness peacefully advances — undisturbed by the surface tensions in your responsive mind. You can move into this space of mind at will; you are a dimension of this awareness. You are this calm thread of awareness witnessing the gentle unfolding of your perfect self. When you commune with your ever-present inner calm, you are released from the madness and pain of all outer turmoil. Your unstoppable nature is becoming and blooming — you simply, are. Go easy. Don’t search for your purpose. You are not defining your purpose — your purpose is defining you. You are unfolding with profound purpose; your purpose is revealing you, to yourself. Run to yourself. Life is so big. Do not try to fill it. Instead, expand within. You are enough for you. —Bryant McGill
Negative Thoughts
“Never let people’s negative thoughts about you hinder you from accomplishing what God put in your heart. Dare to dream and dare to live it.” –Unknown
Prayer
“Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.” ―Mahatma Gandhi
I Am The Way Into The City Of Woe
“I am the way into the city of woe,
I am the way into eternal pain,
I am the way to go among the lost.
Justice caused my high architect to move,
Divine omnipotence created me,
The highest wisdom, and the primal love.
Before me there were no created things
But those that last forever—as do I.
Abandon all hope you who enter here.”
―Dante Alighieri, Inferno
When Someone You Love Dies
“When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there’s a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she’s gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.” ―John Irving
This Bitter Language
“I know your streets, sweet city,
I know the demons and angels that flock and roost in your boughs like birds.
I know you, river, as if you flowed through my heart.
I am your warrior daughter.
There are letters made of your body as a fountain is made of water.
There are languages of which you are the blueprint and as we speak them the city rises.”
–Elka Cloke
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 