Tag: awareness

The more I understand myself, my innate personality (and the traits and tendencies that go along with it), the more open and accepting I am about the people around me

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I consider myself a very self-aware person, and I constantly strive to be better. I also find that with this knowledge, I’m more cognizant of my comfort zone and can more easily recognize when I should step outside of it. It helps me to understand other people’s motivations and points of view, to the point where, even if someone is being really nasty to me, or is frustratingly rigid, for example, I can’t help but empathize with where they’re coming from.

https://angeinthecity.com/2016/01/13/it-aint-easy-being-orange

I’m always going to be as young as I’ll ever be and as old as I’ve ever been

Keywords: Journal , ageing , creative writing , journal , life is short , live in the moment , reflection , self development , thoughts , writing , youth

Time doesn’t stop. And ageing doesn’t stop. But life also doesn’t stop. And I’m so excited to keep going, and to discover the life I’m going to live.

https://laurenkathleenillustration.com/2021/09/09/twenty-two

I want to make a difference in the world, and helping raise awareness for the pollution in our oceans is one of the ways I can do it

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I didn’t know much about the gravity of the issue that is ocean pollution before entering this alternative project and I was shocked to learn of how horrible this problem has gotten. I hope, my experience in this project conveys some of the messages that I wish more people would be conscious of. I think that the main problem with ocean pollution is that people aren’t aware of the consequences their actions can have on the environment, and how perhaps a decision they make now–disposing of a plastic item inappropriately, for example–can have extreme repercussions later. 

https://keironroyer.wordpress.com/2021/08/18/reflect-on-personal-professional-development-for-personal-growth-reflective-cycle

Listening to what I want to do, knowing that I have it all within me, and I can work to be at one with the highs and lows of living

Keywords: Wandering Wordsmith , no editing , poem , poetry , stream of consciousness

I wake up anxious, angry, and on edge, and the people in my house don’t help, since their mannerisms make me feel isolated in my own home, like I am never invited to anything, and I don’t have enough money, they are making more plans than me, taking advantage of life more easily, ready to dive in with a full night’s rest, and yet I am sleep deprived and on edge, taking in the noise outside of my bedroom, not feeling as if I have space to call my own, unable to sleep in or make plans to be solitary, since the activity in my house is audible, and I wonder if the same problems will continue when I live on my own […]

https://wanderinginsidehermind.wordpress.com/2021/07/18/i-woke-up-like-this

I want control and I don’t have it

Keywords: blog post , empowerment , fear , healing , self awareness , spirituality , stuck , worry

The mind is nuts. The awareness will return. Things will move forward when they are supposed to and it will all be fine. I know that. But for today, for right now, the mind is exploring the world of doubt and fear because it’s familiar and comfortable, and that’s okay too.

https://laurabungarz.ca/i-had-control

I want to talk more gently to myself in case teenage Anne is listening in

Keywords: purpose

The Anne of today, right this very minute, is the caretaker for all the versions of me — past and future. I carry each one of them with me, though I’m not always aware of them. The gift I can give myself each and every day is true compassion and deep love for past, present and future Anne.

https://annebrock.com/2021/05/14/i-carry-them-all-with-me

Everybody is wrapped up in their own issues to care about how I’m doing

Keywords: chronic pain , happiness , parenting , writing , anxiety , burnout , depression , fitness , storytime , stress

My son is my sunshine. He really is making me smile, even when he frustrates me. His smile lights up my world. His questions blow my mind. He still gets piggy back rides from me and he loves them. His hugs are healing. He is so cute and adorable and I love his personality. I see in him his dad’s confidence and my insecurities meshed in one. We have been slacking on positive affirmations but I’m sure to let him know that he makes me happy every chance I got. I don’t play with him enough, especially during Ramadan because I’m so tired, but he has become so emotionally mature that he literally tells me “I want to spend time with you” and when he says that, I do, even if I’m tired.

https://stayathomemom495.wordpress.com/2021/05/09/storytime-why-my-writing-is-suffering

My brain is making somersaults as I put letters together

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I want to write down all my thoughts about why I haven’t written anything since last year. Was it boredom? Or was it self doubt? A bit of both. But as I’m typing, I feel like this smile coming up, like I know I can go back to the moment I decided I wanted to write a blog. I just need to be more committed to it.

https://tinyanimalinabigworld.home.blog/2021/01/10/i-thought-i-would-be-decent-in-blogging