Sometimes certain words can set people off. For ‘Thriving On the Other Side’ the issue was with the word ‘God’.
‘Thriving On the Other Side’ encounters a kindred spirit and experiences a sense that something far greater than herself is at work in her life.
Some people are comfortable sharing their inner selves; others create wide boundaries. Our author asks a vital question: “Can you be too open?”
As she rereads some of the notes her mother left her, it occurs to “Thriving On the Other Side” that her mother taught her a valuable lesson in the midst of all those precious gifts — that life is as we see it, or remember it.
Righteous indignation became my badge of honor. Whenever I saw someone being mistreated, taken advantage of, or just plain bullied, I would stand up for the downtrodden, no matter who or what they represented. I realize now that all that righteous indignation took up a ton of my energy in my 20s, 30s and 40s.
Have you done a lot of personal growth work and freed yourself from being a victim only to find others refuse to acknowledge or support your growth? Here’s one woman’s story of how she freed herself.
Have you even noticed how the damndest things happen — events occur that are in total sync with your life and yet so out-of-the-blue unexpected that it must be destiny? I’ve been having a lot of those experiences lately. Former boyfriends (yep, the hurtful dudes) suddenly appearing in my life after decades without a word, notes from my father falling from a book I hadn’t picked up in forever…
Do you believe in the All-or-Nothing rule? You know, the idea that we’re either 100% happy or we’re not really happy? Maybe there’s a better way to think about it?
A woman who finds herself living the script of victimhood decides to cross the finish line and begin a capable, healthy life.
I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about healing lately. Not about the process – but about the final destination. There is a destination, you know. This is not a continuous train that has to run for the rest of my life – there is an ending. And I’m reaching it. Enough with ‘in […]