PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION - a type of social influence that aims to change the behavior or perception of others through indirect, deceptive, or underhanded tactics. By advancing the interests of the manipulator, often at another’s expense, such methods could be considered exploitative and devious. - wikipedia.
After the George Floyd incident, I pretty much lost my shit…along with a lot of folks. It was a terrible video to watch. It just added to the trauma of our current experience which was lockdowns and isolation. Because of that, I didn’t ask any questions. I felt panicked and overwhelmed. How was this happening in MY country behind MY back? How did I miss such blatant racism?!?!?
I went with straight emotion. And I did what any good white person would do during this time….I posted the black square, threw myself into a course called Brownicity, stayed GLUED to social media and began attacking the ones...
I got up at 5:10 a.m. like I normally do for my quiet time. After a few weeks of what I call unproductive quiet time, I had a come to Jesus meeting with the man himself. “I don’t feel you. I feel like you’re a million miles away and I keep telling you this but all I hear are crickets. Are you even there?”
A client that I was meeting with that day messaged me and asked if Yoga and Music was a thing because she’s really been into this worship album by Maverick City Music. She then sent me the Real Thing youtube video.
I sat in the Publix parking lot, tears streaming down my face because it was God’s answer to my questions from earlier. He was speaking directly to me:
“Baby steps my child
To you it may be nothing, but you make Daddy proud
Your weakness is only my strength
I know you’ve got your questions
but I’m closer than you think, I promise."
That morning I was telling him I didn’t feel...
A trigger is a physical reaction to a mental stimulus.
This trigger is not random. You’re life is filled with conditioned responses. We all have reactions that, through repeated experiences, have become totally automatic.
My husband and I have been married (almost) 15 years. The first half (ok 3/4th) was a complete sh*t show, I’m not even gonna lie. We triggered each other everyday without even knowing it. But here’s the thing, it’s not the trigger, it’s the REACTION that gets us in trouble.
You can unintentionally trigger someone. I remember the story of a guy and a girl on a date and the guy suggested they share a meal. His date LOST. IT. Her entire life she had to share meals with her siblings bc they didn’t have enough food. Now here she is grown and on a date and this guy wants to share! So she reacted and their night was ruined.
Here’s the good news: there is a moment, a pause, a little bit of space in between the trigger and the...
I’ve been super unmotivated lately. I posted about it on Instagram. I was actually referring to just IG in that post but if I’m honest, I’ve been unmotivated in every area of my life. The house feels overwhelming and I don’t want to do anything about it. I have feelings of resentment and aggravation towards the other people who share this space with me, bless their hearts. I haven’t wanted to send an email because I have nothing to say in it. I’m not inspired. I’m not feeling creative. I’m struggling to focus. And the only work that’s not overwhelming me is the Law Office because I have clear tasks and someone else telling me what to do. Cue the violin.
But I got some really nice feedback from my IG folks and here are the two things that stuck out the most:
1. I might be experiencing burnout.
So I googled “burnout” and well that makes sense....
I've been feeling out of sorts lately; a little overwhelmed and anxious. Here are some symptoms that I've had this week:
I've had way more energy. I've gotten "snappy" when I've been distracted or interrupted from my work. Little things have bothered me. I've felt like I could cry for no reason. I've been critical of others. I've felt sorry for myself and I've been fearful of the future.
I'm not always the first to realize what's going on but Thank God it doesn't take me months to realize it like before. So on Tuesday, I came home from work, went on a run with Anna and told her that I was NOT allowed to look at or do any work for the rest of the day. I took the rest of the evening to be present and evaluate the past few weeks.
The biggest thing that I realized I had stopped doing was getting up at having my quiet time with the Lord. It has been sporadic over the summer but for the past few weeks has been non...
This was a post I made 10 years ago. As I read it, I became overwhelmed with gratitude at the growth I've made over the years. It's hard for me to believe that I was unnerved by such trivial things, yet I remember the rage (I don't use that term lightly) and anxiety that would jump on me over the least little thing.
People who only know me post yoga, would never guess that I was previously diagnosed with bipolar disorder, depression and anxiety. I've been physically aggressive, verbally abusive, had an affair, and attempted suicide. I know, I sound like the worst!
But here's what I found when I started this growth journey. You don't know what you don't know and you can't give what you don't have. So how do we become aware of the things we don't know and receive what we've never been given? Well, it doesn't just happen, that's for sure!
It is NOT true that wisdom comes with age. I know a lot of "older" folks...
- Kim Honeycutt
I was chatting with my friend and Psychotherapist, Kim Honeycutt, the other day. She is going to be speaking again at this year's Empowerment Tour and she dropped this little nugget of truth on me and blew my mind wide open.
I ruminated on it all day and here are my thoughts:
Constantly being offended and taking things personally is a sign of emotional immaturity. Blaming others and making assumptions about what someone said/did and allowing that assumption to bring on anxiety is a sign of emotional immaturity. The emotionally immature Christian can read the Bible front to back and church it up every Sunday but will never be able to spiritually outgrow where they are emotionally. Saying “emotionally immature” sounds harsh but you don’t know what you don’t know. So no judgements. I’ve been there. (Still am on a lot of things, I’m sure!)
I held a Community Yoga event the other day. It was in a public location and open to all! We had 30 people there. A guy comes walking in whom I've never met before. I greeted him and asked him if he had ever practiced yoga before, to which he replied, "never." I was immediately impressed.
I hear excuses all day long as to why people won't try yoga. I can see how some people think it's intimidating, so I don't mean any judgement when I say it's an excuse. I'm just calling it what it is.
BUT here's the good news: There are so many different styles of yoga. Not everyone loves dripping sweat and getting upside down every chance they can get. Maybe yin or restorative yoga is more your pace. Maybe attention to detail and alignment is more your thing. There are so many types of yoga, there's a place for everyone!
I told "the new guy", which is what we will affectionately call him, that so...
Last Friday, I decided to run by Hammond's Ferry to take a picture for an ad I'm doing. I NEVER do this because Friday mornings are pretty busy for me and I just go home to relax before picking the girls up. But I had energy and knew it wouldn't take long so I busted a u-ie and off I went.
I park, gather my things and start walking to the dock. I see a young man sitting under the pavilion, staring at his phone. Usually I would just roll my mat out and pretend like I was going to practice all along. I mean, how weird is it to just roll your mat out, set up blocks to hold your phone, strike a pose while sipping some Alo water and then leave?!?! I can practice yoga all day long in public but taking pictures is a whole different thing.
I gave myself a mental pep talk as I walked: "Who cares what this guy thinks? You're a grown woman. You're getting paid for this picture so you're basically just doing your job....
If you’re new to yoga and you’re just scrolling through Instagram looking at all of these challenging poses of women who must be the spawn of Gumby and the Hulk, you might be a little discouraged that you aren’t where they are.
But here’s what you don’t see behind that beautifully executed and possibly edited pose...and hopefully this is encouraging to you...
You don’t see the years and hours put in. You haven’t scrolled back to that person’s very first photo to compare to where they are now. I’ve been practicing yoga for 10 years! That’s a whole decade!! And there were seasons of my life where I could get a solid 1.5 - 2 hr practice in! Not so much these days but boy did my practice propel when I could.
(These pictures are 7 years apart)
You don’t see the person’s background either. I took gymnastics for a few years in elementary/middle school. Granted, my Coach gave me cigarettes so I don't know how...