Riddle me this…if you could list out a set of basic human emotions what would that list contain?
My guess is something along the lines of:
Yep, I thought so and I’m sure you have more up your sleeve that you could call out.
According to a quick Google search, there are upwards of 60 different emotions that are possible. …
Many classic R&B music listeners know the hit 1994 record by songstress Mary J. Blige that says:
“All I really want is to be happy…and to find a love that’s mine it would be so sweet.”
Before this melodic chorus drops Mary asks the question:
“How can I love somebody else, if I can’t love myself enough to know when it’s time to let go.”
Whew, Mary that’s a lot to digest there.
Now while I’m no A&R or record producer I’d say this lyric hits the heart strings of almost every ear that these tunes reverberate against…
After hearing all the hype surrounding the latest documentary or should I say docu-series regarding Michael Jordan, I decided to take a gander to see whether or not it stood up to its acclaim.
As one who is an avid documentary watcher, I’m more prone to give this format of cinema a chance in hopes to be captivated by its storytelling style and composition.
Upon my entry into episode one, I had no background knowledge of what the series was going to specifically be about pertaining to Michael Jordan. …
How do you respond to crises?
More specifically, how do you react to a personal disaster that affects either yourself or someone who looks like you?
Do you react and go with the first emotion that enters and pushes itself to the forefront?
Or do you stop, self-check, and weigh what your posture and position should be?
Many times and I dare say most times, we are guilty of the former.
Because of the nature of our physical shells (a.k.a. bodies), we often embody (literally) the emotion of the wind.
There’s a saying that there’s a difference between being alone and being lonely. I’m not sure how much I agree with the nuance of this euphemism but in theory I suppose there is something to it.
Growing up, I was told by my parents that when I was a baby and young child that I was the kid that was okay being left to myself. I didn’t need much fanfare, if any, as I found ways to keep my mind occupied.
The measurement of success for many people often lies in one or two categories: financial success or #relationshipgoals.
The thought is, if I’m not where I want to be economical, I can at the very least find someone to be with romantically to enjoy whatever bit of life there is left to enjoy.
While companionship (and even friendship and community) are great values to prioritize and pursue, the question of whether or not the totality of life hangs on the contingency to acquire and retain them is cause for real, honest examination.
Many single people, and I dare say some…
I don’t know about you but with all that’s going on I could use a laugh. Not just a minor smirk or brief chuckle but a good, deep, hearty belly aching laugh.
Well now that I think about it, I certainly wouldn’t turn down a brief chuckle. But what’ll truly hit the spot is a tear-jerking outburst of epic proportions. That one, I know will be the cure.
It’s true — laughter is medicine.
Good for the soul, spirit and mind a daily cackle is on par with the apple a day regimen. But how many of us are doing…
Operation C.O.V.I.D (Causing Other Volatility In Disguise).
I actually really tried resisting to use any word, term or phrase in the title of this post that has been used incessantly to describe the current situation across the globe.
Because quite frankly I’m tired already and it’s just not helpful.
While I certainly don’t take actual sickness and death of people lightly, I will say that the overwhelming and non-stop coverage of what is happening has caused me to truly step back and assess what’s truly happening.
In the first week of the mayhem, I noticed many slap happy writers and…
Here today gone tomorrow.
They say life is too short.
Well indeed that cliche is by far the truest.
We’re all just a vapor.
A mist in the grand scheme of things.
Our days are but handbreaths.
Certainly every person at their best state is but vapor and walks about like a shadow.
What can you trust anymore? Better yet, who can you trust?
With the verdict about a thing placed into the hands of any willing participant, it’s no wonder there’s mass confusion about what to really believe.
The power of the customer has risen dramatically in recent years — largely due to social media tools that make it easy and (sometimes) fun to share experiences and influence others.
But is this influence getting out of hand? Has it already?
I must say that I’m a part of this vicious cycle as the first place I check whenever I am curious about…
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