Showing posts with label personal development. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal development. Show all posts

Monday, May 7, 2018

Confidence by Angie Langley (Guest Blogger)


Angie Langley
Self-confidence is an important factor in almost every aspect of our lives, yet so many of us struggle to find it.

I haven’t always been the most confident person and as a child was desperately shy, especially at school where I was often picked on for being the quiet one standing in the corner of the playground afraid to join in with the others. It was also a major crisis for me in the classroom when asked to stand up and speak during English and French lessons which often ending up in recitals of garbled gobbledygook, giving the rest of the class a good laugh and making me a prime target for a group of girls who constantly bullied me.
 
My only defensive mechanism in those days was to escape into a world of endless daydreams which provided me with the ability to detach myself from my immediate surroundings and disappear into a La La Land of romantic heroes' and happy forever endings. My school reports were always pretty predictable... "Jennifer won't achieve anything in life unless she stops her silly daydreaming." Ultimately for me though it was a matter of surviving school, if only with a limited number of qualifications.
 
Throughout my adult life my self-confidence has grown in dribs and drabs, but it was only a few years ago when my life took an emotional tumble after a failed relationship that I finally found my inner self by taking a risk and stepping out of my comfort zone, learning new skills and stretching myself beyond my previous capabilities.
 
This new found confidence led me to writing my first novel, ‘Jennifer Brown’s Journey’ which is largely based on my own personal experiences, a great way of expressing my inner thoughts. I’ve always wanted to write a book that above all would make people laugh, but for balance I also wanted to include some poignant situations and real life drama that people could relate to.
 
My initial attempts at writing a book only served to highlight the wasted periods of my education but I persevered, determined to improve and ready to learn from my earlier mistakes. It was during that period that I began to realise what was really holding me back. It wasn't my lack of education but that my quiet, subdued personality had led me to becoming a submissive person, always eager to help, to please, but laying me open to being dominated by an ex partner to the extent that my self-worth had dived close to zero.
  
What I needed was to be surrounded by people who would encourage and help me along the path I wanted to go as a writer. Several years after my previous relationship collapsed I was fortunate to find a kindred spirit, someone who really loved me and offered me the encouragement and support that had been so lacking in the past.

Then, like a spring flower emerging from the depths of a harsh winter I started to blossom, confidence and my dormant creativity was starting to grow. My first book was an affirmation of my new, confident self and its success has led to the current creation of a sequel, the second in a trilogy planned for the future. The act of writing, recording my life's experience, has also acted as a form of catharsis, allowing me the clarity of vision to look beyond the past into a much brighter future.
 
So confidence needs to be nurtured and encouraged by those around you. They need to understand your difficulties and genuinely want to help you along the road to a more positive and assertive way of life. Negativity and discouragement from others only serves to trample on the delicate flowering of the self-confidence we are all capable of achieving in life.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Being Lost by Kenny Durkin, Jr. (Guest Blogger)

I’ve been feeling lost lately.

That’s not to say that I’m running through the woods in the dark and screaming my head off. It’s not a panicked kind of lost, but more of a calm and collected attempt to find true North and get back on track.



To be honest, I’m glad for it.
For the longest time, I was grounded in religion. Christianity was what I thought defined me, which was technically true, but probably not in the way I had hoped.
I grew up believing much of the typical right-wing evangelical garbage that gets thrown around today. Even the stuff I didn’t fully believe had enough of a hold on me that I assumed I was being weak in my faith for questioning it. When I failed or screwed up, a small screw-up was enough to make me feel worthless, and a big one was enough to break me down almost completely.
I was the kind of Christian who held onto beliefs such as, “being gay is a choice and super sinful,” and “abortion is wrong no matter the reason.” I can imagine myself now saying “hate the sin, not the sinner”. Looking back, it’s all so cringe worthy.
My opinions started to slowly shift as I met different people and through my own humbling experiences, but the biggest changes came in the past couple years and was caused by one big, fat, amazingly beautiful occurrence.
Donald Trump’s run for and winning of the Presidency with a large evangelical endorsement.
Did I say beautiful? Sorry, I meant to say it was like getting hit by a freight train filled with shock and disgust.
If it had just been him rattling off horrible crap on TV, that would have been one thing, but seeing so many Christians I had respected and looked up to jump on the Trump bandwagon was a hard-enough jolt to knock me out of my complacency and leave me questioning everything I had ever thought I knew about myself, the world, and God.
Before Trump, I was more than willing to be the ignorant guy in the background, never making a splash and keeping my mouth shut.
After Trump, I found myself jumping into conversations I would have gladly kept out of before. I would argue for a change instead of bowing out to keep the peace, and found that I was having fun doing so.
I wound up in a place where I realized it wouldn’t be enough anymore to trust anything anyone else had told me. I was going to have to find out what I really believed on my own and through my own effort.
Luckily there were a precious few people who were greatly encouraging, who gave me a starting point, and let me run from there.
I’ve read more books in the last year of my life than I did the whole previous decade. I’ve branched out into subjects and authors that I would have completely disregarded before and enjoyed almost every one of them. I’ve read books of prominent atheists and religious outcasts, and even a right-wing book or two, though they left a bad taste in my mouth. I’ve found that some of the thoughts I had discarded as foolish while surrounded by religion weren’t all that unheard of outside of that setting.
I haven’t yet managed to find the right path, but I’ve been able to mark off many that I now know for sure are not for me. Even some of the paths that haven’t been for me have been filled with enjoyment and learning. They were like stumbling upon a quiet oasis, even if just for a few hours.
I feel that I can confidently say that even if I remain lost for the rest of my life, that at least the searching has been worthwhile.
It’s not so bad being lost... it was far worse wrongly believing I knew where I was.

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This blog post was curated and/or edited by The Ardent Reader, Esther Hofknecht Curtis, BSOL, MSM-HCA. The views expressed in this blog post are those of the guest blogger. Visit www.parrotcontent.com for more information.

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

It's sad, really...

When someone doesn't make progress, it makes me sad.

When they stay in one place.

When they refuse to move forward.

There is never any excuse not to seek to become better.

I mean, why don't they realize the resources that are their fingertips?

They have:

  • THE INTERNET
  • THE LIBRARY
  • GOOGLE
  • YAHOO
  • LINKEDIN
  • SKILLSHARE
  • YOUTUBE
  • YOUR FRIENDS
  • YOUR FAMILY
  • YOUR COWORKERS
  • ME!

Not making progress is a choice. Plain and simple.

Everything you need is right in front of you.

GO.

A word on motivation.

My friend Mary is the queen of motivating others. She has a kind of intuitive sense of what people need to hear to accomplish a goal.

When I was working toward my higher degrees, Mary kept telling me that no matter what, I could do it. I really needed to hear that. I was struggling in so many ways. When I achieved my goal, she attended my graduation as an honored guest. I could not have appreciated her more if she had done the work for me.

Flash forward two months, when I seated my nine-year-old son next to Mary during lunch. He has been having some problems with getting his reading done for school and we talked about it. She asked him what he needed to achieve in March, and it's a lot. He told her which book it was and said he needs to finish it by May 28 to test on it and get the points. When he told her it was nearly 500 pages, she shook her head and said to me, over his head, "Oh no. There's no way he can finish that book in time."

My son's eyes blazed. He was absolutely furious. He turned bright red and slid all the way down in his chair.

I whispered to him, "What's the matter?"

Almost in a growl, he said, "I don't LIKE IT when someone tells me I can't do something."

I responded, "Well, then I guess you have to show her you CAN do it."

Since then, the kid has read every night at least an hour. He knows he can do it, so he can.

Anger can be a powerful motivator. And sometimes, it takes others to show you how to make it work for you.