I just looked at my calendar and I realized that I have only a week and a half of full freedom left, and only two weeks until my classroom will be filled with students old and new, outwardly showing the 'cool guy' devil-may-care attitude and inwardly agonizing over every little thing. With the new school... Continue Reading →
If your feed is filled with people who are constantly hustling and improving themselves, you cannot help but feel obligated to catch up. If your feed is filled with memes glorifying laziness and constant partying, you will feel pretty great about where you're sitting and feel completely unmotivated to change.
Sometimes, we may look at someone and feel like they have their shit 100% together and they don't struggle with anything because they are always following through with what they set out to do. Nothing could be further from the truth. There are some days where I go to the gym and my ENTIRE BRAIN is screaming at me to turn around and hightail it back home. Hell, even tonight I didn't want to write a blog post, but because I try to post every Tuesday and Saturday (barring anything unforeseen), I opened my laptop and started typing.
Every single person that I read about who is winning chooses hard. Not because they are a masochist or because they think that the more pain they put themselves in the more noble they are, but because they know that that is what it takes.
No matter what you need to set in place for yourself in order to feel accomplished and continually grow, the fact remains that there does need to be some regularity held sacred in order for the benefits of routine to be the most potent.
I desperately want all of my goals to be accomplished. So why is my motivation not propelling me forward in the way that a burning desire should?
When you tell someone 'thank you', or 'miss you', or 'wish you were here', it's saying that you notice them and you're grateful for what they bring into your life. You observe what they do when you're around, and you care when they are not around.
Your happiness is like an old, hand-pieced multicolored quilt that has been in your family for generations. It blankets everything. It is handmade. No one else has one just like it.