Saturday, October 31, 2015

Passion, life purpose, sycophants and boy toys

Someone posted a link to Mark Manson's  Screw Finding Your Passion on Facebook feed and I didn't really even have to read the article to feel utterly relieved. I feel a little about finding your passion or life purpose as I do about the whole wealth and gratitude thing. I wrote a post about that a while ago....

I did jump on the life purpose bandwagon for a while, I even did courses in a desperate attempt to figure out what it is I'm supposed to be doing with myself. It became very important to me because every time I googled for ways to haul arse out of depression there it was: find your life purpose and become passionate about something.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Risk and transformation

Normally when I write a blog post I have an idea brewing, and most of the time it's born out of something that has at least to some degree bothered me to the point I feel a need to write about it.

2015 has been a year of introspection for me. I've navel gazed more than I have at any other period in my life, or even combined I think, and it's meant more contemplating what's going on with me and in me than it has bothering so much about what's going on around me. I've had less to say because I'm still figuring out where I am in the big scheme of things.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Sentence of the Day

If you can't get over the great pains you've suffered then at least take some time to celebrate the fact that you've somehow kept going and growing.

Saturday, October 10, 2015


My latest supporter on my journey to become whole, fantastic, awesome and generally just better than everyone else I ever thought I ever was, is a psychic we will call Bella. Yeah, that's right, you heard me, I'm actually letting a psychic work with me as a way of continuing the journey from being super depressed and super anxious, and it's not because I'm completely nuts or have become utterly, or particularly, spiritual.

Let me start with saying, I think that a little spirituality in life doesn't go astray. I start my day with pressing my hands to the ground while I say out loud:

Sentence of the day

The world is full of people all of equal value to you.

I'm just saying.

Friday, October 9, 2015

When you get what you want(ed)

It's no secret to me that my workplace is a toxic one. My therapist and I have discussed it ad nauseam.

I've also been reporting to a manager for the past four years who's probably the most hands off manager and emotionally distant person I've ever reported to as an employee. His stock standard answer to basically everything was "We're all in the same boat", a line that's quite possibly the most uninspiring thing you can say to your staff at any given time even when you are, in fact, sitting in the same boat (which would just make it a really obvious observation).

Wednesday, October 7, 2015


If there's one flaw I have it's that I'm a sucker for a discussion. I live in a country where it's hard to sit down and express opinions, and not have people think that you're trying to ram your ideas and ideals down their throat. To me an opinion is just an opinion, and unless you're telling me that you think that child molestation is OK I'll probably let you have yours.

I just realized something important about myself today and it happened, you guessed it, during a discussion. There's an ongoing discussion about resonance where I hang a lot on Facebook, and it's slowly developed into a sort of story of its own as the owner of the page keeps bringing it up in various forms. It's a bit duh, we all like people, places and things that resonate with us, most of us know it's so, but there's also that part of us that may not be so honest about what we really feel and want that may trip up the process.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

I've been thinking...

I've been thinking for quite some time now that I need to either revamp this blog or simply take it off somewhere else and really give it a fresh start, probably one that's a little bit more public.

I miss writing but so much of me seems to have changed that a lot of the older stuff I wrote seems too distant to me. I can't quite feel like that was even me.

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