Inferiority Complex

Inferiority complex is so common that most people don’t realise they have it. If you feel like you’re not ‘good enough’, come and take a read.

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Today’s Featured Blog is… Fierce. Fabulous.Funny!!

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I read a blog today titled “Write Your Own Song”. It was so inspirational and true to my beliefs, I felt the need to share it. I would highly encourage you to read it.

I love to walk in the mornings. I love the outdoors. Being outdoors, breathing in the air, soaking in the sunshine is so healing for me. I especially love walks on the beach. The sound of the ocean is music to my ears. I love it. I listen to music on my walks while I reflect and pray. It’s my personal “me” time. Whether I’m outside or at the gym, music is my lifeline. My escape. I was listening to one of my favorite 80’s band this morning. For those of you that remember The Outfield, you can relate when I say, their music is still awesome today as it was all those years ago.

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Danny’s World: Write Your Own Song

Music is funny to me.  You would think after all the songs produced that humans would have run out of tunes and lyrics.  Or that we would be reproducing the same music scores.  But musicians continue to pump out new ideas; original ideas.  It reminds me of life.

Danny's iphone 022Just as music seems to have infinite possibilities, so does your life.  Don’t let people tell you how you need to live life to reach your goals and dreams.  It is up to you to write the score for your life; to find the rhythm which works for you.  And only you can determine the notes.

Too many of us are trying to sing our own song, but doing it to the beat of someone else’s tune.  I don’t see this ever working.  You have to come up with the tunes and the words.  Write your own song.

In Need of Motivation

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Two weeks ago, my husband and I went to the gym. It was momentous because we hadn’t been since early March, before my surgery. See my post about recuperating here. It felt really good to go, even though I’m definitely out of shape. I rode the bike for about 25 minutes, did stretching and abdomen exercises, and that was it. I was tired and energized at the same time.

I told Alex, “I’m so glad we went. We’re back at it, yay for us!”

We haven’t been back since. Uh oh.

I walk every day, so it’s not like I’m not doing any exercise. It just isn’t enough, I know that. Here’s one excuse: our dog is getting older and can’t walk nearly what he did before. So I take him around the block, which is plenty for him. Not for me. I often tell myself I’ll go home…

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ARE YOU IN CONTROL OF YOUR TIME AND PRODUCTIVITY?

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Gary Vaynerchuck talks a lot about “knowing who you are.” And It’s true, that’s something we should do.

“Know Thyself” would say Plato.

So… do you know what you’re good at? What about what you’re not so good at?

For me, it’s time management and time commitments. I say yes to a lot of projects, then I end up having way too many…

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Do You Ever Stop to Analyze Your Fears?

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Where did they come from? Why are they so powerful? What gives them power?

There are many types of fears and some of them are quite valid but that is for another post. This post has to do with the silly fears developed in my younger years and are completely ridiculous for the woman I am today.

Lucy and I have had many conversations about fears…mostly mine. She seems to be afraid of nothing. Well, wait a minute; she has a fear of needles…Big Sissy! Anyway, during these discussions I realized that I use to be pretty much, afraid of breathing! Every time a subject came up, I would say, “oh, I use to be afraid…” or “I’m afraid of…” Shoot! Was there anything in my life that I was not afraid of??? These conversations sparked much hysterical laughter and endless daunting from Lucy. But through these conversations I was…

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There Was A Time When I Didn’t Get, That I Didn’t Get It

dreamI am dumbfounded by the number of people who seem to be disconnected from the fact that their actions contribute greatly to their life.  If you have followed my blog for any length of time you are probably tired of me harping on this, but it still astounds me.  I can tell you that I underachieved for many years working in the golf industry.  I settled for an occupation that came easy to me, but didn’t challenge me at all.

There was a time when I didn’t get that I didn’t get it!

When I finally came to terms with the fact that my actions directly contributed to what I was getting in life, my life changed for the better.  I stopped drinking.  I started eating better.  I started a simple exercise regimen.  I started reading more.  I started the Dream Big blog.  I started volunteering with the National MS Society.

I took control of as many factors as I could.  I decided to stop leaving life up to chance and decided I was going to dictate the terms.  And it has worked much better than the way I was living before.  I know some of you are not going to buy what I’m saying and that is okay.  I’m not going to tell you what to do.

The fact I have realized since taking direct control of my life is life is better now than it was 4 years ago.  That’s all the evidence I need.  I’m glad now that I get that I kinda get it.

Today’ Featured Bolg is…Kindergarten Knowledge!!

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We made a decision when we lost our son to not be bitter. That would have been the easy way out. He was only 26 years old. Bitterness would have kept us in one spot without movement upwards. Bitterness would have sent us downwards. Bitterness would have kept us from knowing who we are and what we can rise from.

We did not want to feel anger about the car accident. That would have been the easy way out.

We did not want to be resentful towards the person who lost control and crossed over into another lane of traffic. That would have been the easy way out.

We did not want to be sad. Little did we know that sadness is a new segment of life to someone who has lost a child. The sadness does not occur every day or even every week. Sadness just happens. Sometimes…

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People Will Try To Crap On Your Dreams; Don’t Let Them

When I first started blogging I had no clue what I was doing or what blogging was all about.  What I did know was that I wanted to make a difference.   I wanted to spread my net far and wide and have thousands of people read my page.   I set my goals based on follower numbers, primarily setting my aim on the types of numbers that a few other big blogs had-Harsh Reality, Don Charisma and The Public Blogger.

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These blogs had tens of thousands of followers and I wanted to be in their league.  I remember telling a few guys I know about my vision and they said I shouldn’t expect much because most blogs fail and very few ever get more than a few hundred followers. I actually had other bloggers tell me the same thing.  They never said I was crazy to think big, but I could tell from their tone that they thought I was a newbie speaking like a newbie.  Basically they were saying, “Good luck, but it’s probably not going to happen.”

What’s my point?  I am exactly where I had hoped I would be at this point.  Don’t allow what others say to deter you from your vision.  Don’t let other people’s negativity  limit you. Don’t allow yourself to live in the box others build for you.

Visionaries are deemed to be crazy by “normal” people.  Don’t settle.

Affirmation

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Where do you get your affirmation?

Most of my life I looked for affirmation from others. I needed to hear their words of praise, encouragement, love… I NEEDED it. I would receive compliments or praise and I would feel an ever so brief fluttering of pride. Then I would start feeling they didn’t really mean it or I didn’t really deserve it or they’re just trying to be nice, etc.

At the time, it was like food. My body gets hungry and I need to eat. I eat and feel better but then several hours later, I need to eat again.  If I don’t eat, I get sick. For me, affirmation was food to my spirit. It was an endless cycle of need. In order to feel good I needed to that affirmation. In order to get that affirmation, I needed to make sure you were happy and your life was good…

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