your power is yours.

October 15, 2013 | filed under #notetoself, challenge, consider this, moment of truth, my life changed when... | Leave a Comment 

your power is yours to keep. it exists within your thoughts, feelings, and choices. it belongs to you. don’t give it away. and don’t condemn others when you choose to give your power away because they chose not to. choose again. empowerment never comes from an external source.

suffering is a decision.

perception defines the inward experience of anything. choose better.

sit with that. feel it out. take it in.

to imply that choice alone is the difference between feeling bad, good, or great, or between feeling powerless and powerful is almost tauntingly, if not deceptively, simple sounding. however, it is simple, but not necessarily easy. the trick is that a half-hearted commitment won’t suffice. there is no middle ground.

here are some things that have helped me retain my power:

  • decide to feel good by being appreciative. thank your way through whatever you’re dealing with.
  • create meaning for yourself, your circumstances and life in general.
  • keep your focus on your goals and what makes you feel good.
  • smile anyway…just because it actually makes you feel better.
  • here’s to happy living!


    #notetoself: release your attachments.

    March 22, 2012 | filed under #notetoself, consider this, moment of truth, rewritable words | 4 Comments 

    The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it

    This is the second #notetoself letter I sent during my trip, sent on February 13, 2012.

    Buenas! I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. I’m coasting on the joy of so many blessings in the past week, but also a bit weighed down by the reality of the lessons I’m still learning from my bag being stolen a little over a week ago in Costa Rica.

    I’m now in Granada, Nicaragua, which on the surface is a quaint and charming colonial city with humongous houses and beautiful, colorful architecture. With the feel of a small town, the pace is comfortably slow and inviting. I can walk at 2 miles per hour here and not feel hurried. It’s a nice change of pace from Brooklyn and Manhattan.

    But travel not even a mile outside the city center and experience the stark oppositional reality that this is the second poorest country in the western hemisphere. Tiny, wooden shacks with tin roofs. Dirt roads. Normalized poverty. I’m accustomed to seeing…more. The standard of living in Nicaragua is lower and visitors like me are thought to be wealthy simply because we can travel, regardless of how budget that travel is or what was sacrificed to do so. Here, I’m faced with how much I have and how much I’m accustomed to having.

    On Friday, what I presume to be the purpose of my bag being stolen hit me. Hard. Release your attachments.

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    Suffering, Empowerment and Unity

    September 10, 2010 | filed under goodness in the blogosphere, inspiring, moment of truth, rewritable words, watch this | Leave a Comment 

    Harry O’Brien is a truly pheonomenal young man I’ve written about before. Recently, he gave a speech at the United Nations DPI/NGO conference that inspires, causing you to think and feel. Watch, and as Harry says, “live for hope.” 🙂

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    In repair.

    December 16, 2009 | filed under consider this, moment of truth, what my world sounds like | 1 Comment 

    broken heart

    Hurt, concealing and dealing. Just barely. In conversations about the true nature of humans, I always mention how hurt–and yet to be healed–people are. Hurt people hurt people. It’s really simple, but recovering from the mix of all that suffering isn’t, apparently.

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    Great words…

    July 2, 2009 | filed under rewritable words | Leave a Comment 

    “When we recognize that unity of all living things,
    then at once arises the question —
    how can we support this life of ours
    with the least injury to the lives around us;
    how can we prevent our own life
    adding to the suffering of the world
    in which we live?”

    – Annie Besant

    “It is not the critic who counts, not the man who
    points out how the strong man stumbles or
    where the doer of deeds could have done them
    better. The credit belongs to the man who is
    actually in the arena, whose face is marred by
    dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly,
    who errs and comes short again and again
    because there is no effort without error and
    shortcomings, who knows the great devotion,
    who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at
    best knows in the end the high achievement
    of triumph and who at worst, if he fails while
    daring greatly, knows his place shall never be
    with those timid and cold souls who know
    neither victory nor defeat.”

    – Theodore Roosevelt