I decided to dip my toe back into the water... and belly-flopped instead. I had set myself up to fail because I had set unreasonable expectations in place.
I admit that I am 100% guilty of not taking this advice in the past. I met one ex-boyfriend after his married best friend hit on me. Then, there was the guy whose friends all made a group pact that they would never get married.
How do you light up the world? How do you bring light to another person's life? Each of us has the power to make the world a little bit brighter. Each of us can choose to shine our own light, transforming the darkness one flicker at a time.
I would never get into a relationship with a man who was constantly contradicting himself and constantly changing his views on things based on appeasing other people... and I would never vote for a President like that, either.
An exercise training program must continually build, constantly offering the body and muscles new challenges so as not to plateau, and to continue to rev up the metabolism and build stamina. But how that is done is truly relative and specific to each client.
Changing our state really isn't that hard. It's just that we've been programmed to reach for immediate gratification, for some sort of "medicine" to cover our discomfort, to reach for something external to fix us quickly, to lift us up. But all it takes is a different choice.
Maybe you feel like you are floundering from one thing to another, maybe you feel the pressure of society or your parents or your spouse to just pick a path already and stay on it, even if you hate it.
When we want anything badly -- a job, a relationship, money, a stroke of creative genius, etc. -- it creates an air of desperation. And this energy of desperation acts like a rubber wall and a heavy coat of armor -- what you want can't get to you.
I am aware now that I need to deal with my real feelings. I have to actually feel the grief, feel the fear. I have to process it all. Which sucks, honestly. It's painful. Who wants to feel pain? But, it's the only way through it.
I know how awful that is; that sinking feeling in your stomach, the heat flashes or chills running through your body when you realize a few days, weeks or months have gone by and he hasn't called.
We've all been in love. And we've all been TERRIFIED of having that love not returned or having that love taken away. We each have our own defenses we put up to try to keep us from that hurt.
We may not have the luxury of quitting our jobs. We may not have the luxury of going after our dreams full-time. But we have the luxury of remembering that our happiness is in our hands.
Until we can learn to unequivocally trust ourselves and our partners, I suggest staying away from the snooping that is being handed to us with the new Facebook layout.
"Have you ever cheated?" the man I'm in love with asked totally nonchalantly while spooning out a portion of veggie pan fried noodles. SH*T. I was faced with a split second game time decision.
He hung up. He hung up mean. I didn't know who that person on the line was. And I thought about things that I had said and ways I had reacted, and I didn't know who that person was, either.
I couldn't wait to declare our love for each other by sharing it with the world on Facebook (because how else does one declare their love if not through social media?)! He wasn't into it. I panicked.
I went to an art show in September at The Andrew Weiss Gallery which showcased a limited collection of collaborative art pieces by L.A. based creative house SceneFour.
I was so filled with joy over what I DO have -- amazing friends and nieces and nephews who just fill my heart with love -- that I didn't have a moment to focus on any perceived lack.
Last night I opened to a few random pages of the book "The Game," a guide for pick-up artists by Neil Strauss. According to many guys I know, this is ...
On the superficial level, we crave relationships because we don't want to be alone. We want comfort. But there is a much deeper level that we might not even be consciously aware of.