Imagine a supermarket where you can go anytime to get what you need the most. What would you get?
In the shelves you have a wide range of boxes with things like: motivation, intuition, pleasure, love, sex, fulfilment, free time, acceptance, tolerance, patience, friends, money, confidence, security amongst others things. What would you get?
Make a list today, close your eyes and go there. Get what you need. And know that whatever you lack is available within your self. We are sufficient just by ourselves.
Tenho visto projectos em que eu, sendo honesto, não dava nada por eles. E depois, por acaso, vou acompanhando os mesmos projectos e vou vendo de dia para dia crescerem. Quando volto a olhar para eles já são tão valiosos que penso “Como raio conseguiram algo tão grande?”
Um dia de cada vez.
Hello, my dear. You do not know who I am, but I know you. I am one of the three demons that were assigned to you at birth. You see, some people in this world are destined for greatness, destined to live happy, fulfilling lives. You, I am afraid, are not one of those people, and it is our job to make sure of that.
Who are we? Oh yes, of course, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce us:
Shame is my younger brother, the demon on your left shoulder. Shame tells you that you’re a freak; that those thought you have are not normal; that you will never fit in. Shame whispered into your ear when your mother found you playing with yourself as a child. Shame is the one who makes you hate yourself.
Fear sits on your right shoulder. He is my older brother, as old as life itself. Fear fills every dark corner with monsters, turns every stranger on a dark street into a murderer. Fear stops you from telling your crush how you feel. He tells you it is better not to try than let people see you fail. Fear makes you build your own prison.
Who am I, then? I am the worst of your demons, but you see me as a friend. You turn to me when you have nothing else, because I live in your heart. I am the one who forces you to endure. The one who prolongs your torment.
original appeared in this article on reddit.
There was a time where I thought that personal development was something linear, where you would go from level 1 to the next, until you reach enlightenment. Later on my life I read on one of Osho’s books about a spiritual path where one would sort of climb on a mountain and started climbing it by going on consecutive smaller circles around the mountain and closer to it’s summit. On that path you encountered 7 steps, each with it’s own challenges. But Osho was clear on one thing: this is not linear, you will many times find yourself back in previous steps if you’re not careful.
In Kung Fu Lotus we talk about a spiral of personal development where sometimes it seems like you are at the same level but in fact you are seeing the same but from a different angle in the spiral.
Luckily I’m not the alone in thinking about these things. There’s a ton of work already out there covering all kinds of ways to assess where you are in several areas/aspects of your personality. One such example is the Rosenberg’s Self-Esteem Scale.
It’s funny to think of a personal development scale. What would you put there? The closest I got was a scale for self-compassion.
For me a good way of measuring personal development is to see where a person has traveled. If a person is well traveled he/she is likely to have been exposed to many different aspects of life, cultures, human beings and is probably able to see things in a different light. Like a good friend of mine used to say: “I do not evolve, I travel”.
What does it mean?
Wikipedia defines it as the balance between career/ambition and other aspects of our personal life like health, pleasure, personal development and spiritual, family, etc.
For the past months I feel like it has been all work and no play and we all know that makes Jack a dull boy.
Going forward I feel I must be more strict with work goals and schedule to allow more time for myself, time to think, time to refuel and just have fun.
After all, every passing minute is a miracle and a mystery that we tend to easily forget.