What we tell ourselves about our actions, about the things we do well but especially about the things we fail to do as well as we wish is a way to shape or reshape our thoughts and behavior.
Life seems to be a cruel but really professional therapist: only throwing at us tough questions we are supposed to find the answers to ourselves, the hard way.
What makes a difference in our lives is moving ourselves forward when there is no twinkle in sight, after we have just quit. Moment after moment after moment we begin again after quitting again and before we know it, looking back, we realize we moved a mountain.
I was marveling at how extremely sure I can feel about something one day, swear that it is the good thing to do and feel completely relieved two days later when I have given it up. And I remembered lifetraps and their magnetism.
The beauty of nature surrounding us these days has reminded me that peace is much closer than we think. Walking away from dinner last night,
Today we ban abortion, the right of a woman to do what she wants with her body and her life, tomorrow we remember gay people are the devil and the day after that God is actually, truly just a a white middle aged guy and every other color must take three steps back. And there you have it, back in the ages so many fought to see gone.