Category: emotional-intelligence
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how to improve your journey through life? learn!
The endless journey of learning about myself has been littered with so many revelations. Most of them are lightbulb moments of ‘whaaaaaaaat!!!’ whilst others are just like a sucker punch to the gut which both scenarios have left me in a state of flummox. My parents and their generation, most of them anyway, were not…
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how many untruths must i tell?
Numerous times in life I have lacked the courage to articulate what rests heavily within my heart. Instead, I just allow it fester and gnaw its way through my mind, endlessly floating, churning, spinning, morphing into a false narrative that has no capacity to eventuate. The main characters mutate into a villainous shadow wrought with…
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learn to evolve and grow
Sometimes life is so unexplainably and undeniably beautiful. Sometimes it is unfathomably bleak and grey. And sometimes it can be both gloriously colourful with some edges of desolation. Accepting the ever-changing façade of life and all its pretences can be a tricky path to navigate and not always what we imagine that our world would…
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grief
Grief is a heavy weighted blanket, swathed around your shoulders, impeding your movements and tangling your thoughts. It is a dense fog shrouding your vision with variegated shades grey, turning the simple mundane tasks into mindless distant shadowed memories. It flavours your soul with a residue of hollowness, dispelling all breath leaving you inhaling loss…
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roadmap
Back in the 80’s and 90’s, to navigate your way around we had a Refidex or Street Directory. Most Queenslanders called it either Reffo or Gregories. In my case, we said Reffo. It was not an easy feat to navigate your way around; all this was pre-internet and pre-google maps. Not all maps were sequential…
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critic
Mate. Lemme tell you that lately my inner critic has been so nasty, unsupportive and downright negative. Constantly shovelling verbal abuse down my throat with each waking moment and at times, during the night when I get up to pee. Silent images and thoughts that continue to barrage my subconscious into submission has been exhausting…
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weeds
During my daily walk I have with our beautiful dog Winston, I noticed there are loads of weeds sprouting up from the pavement which seem to create a beautiful tree line the entire length of journey. Each weed cluster seems to vary in height, thickness, species and how close they grow together. Now, I don’t…
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shame
In 1989, there was this song by Johnny Diesel and The Injectors called Crying Shame. It’s a catchy tune sung with a twangy throaty Aussie drawl coupled with simple lyrics and a repetitive chorus. The song depicts how he struggles with a mistake that only he can blame himself for. No one else to blame,…
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