Posts Tagged "family"

If you know me and most of you do, you’re well versed in my mantra of  “what are you telling yourself?” and “Is this true?”  In order to move forward with emotional happiness and stability in life, we must be willing to live in the present.  We must be willing to re-frame the narrative we have each created for ourselves.  This narrative is our story and it’s only our story.  It’s not our mother’s, father’s, friend’s, boyfriend’s, husband’s, wife’s, or anyone else’s, it’s our personal story that we have created and scripted.  This means that only you can change your story.  No one, absolutely no one, can do that for you.  We create this story (remember it’s our...

What do we tell ourselves about resolving conflict?  Often what I find is people tell themselves that “if I avoid the conflict, things will heal on their own.” “If I give it some more time, it will go away.”  This is avoidance and avoidance will not resolve the problem.  It may seem more comfortable for the time being, but ultimately results in prolonged emotional distress and issues.  Other forms of conflict resolution include competing, accommodating, collaborating, and compromising. Competing is a power oriented mode in which the individual pursues his or her personal concerns at the others expense using whatever power seems appropriate to win their position.  This may include threats, warnings, and other uncooperative stances.  In other words,...

So let’s talk some more about my trip out west.  Had the exciting opportunity to attend a real live rodeo conducted by professional bull riders.  Let’s see, where to begin….First of all, it’s a crash course in American patriotism.  Warning to liberals, Rodeo’s could be dangerous to your politics.    From the very get go, it’s all about apple pie, red white and blue, rugged individualism, rough riders, cattle, and talented horses.  All this with country music playing as back drop, Alan Jackson, Alabama, Willie Nelson, and others.  I was the only one in attendance of about 2000 spectators without my boots and cowboy hat.  And I do mean the only one.  The evening began with the polished announcer setting the stage for us...

Just returned from a sun filled, real western ranch vacation with real people no less.   I had a chance to talk with real people who live in the so-called “fly-over” part of the country between the nutty west coast and the wacky east coast.  These are the people that make the country work.  They are self reliant and don’t depend on government to make things work for them.  No whiners here in Wyoming. They provide the food that we city slickers put on the table.  And oh yes, they cut down trees so that we can build our fancy homes and houses. Kathy’s cousin has a ranch near the Black Hills of S. Dakota just across the state line in Wyoming.  Sprawling prairies, tall Ponderosa Pines reaching upward from rocky soil, black hills,...

I guess I’ll join in the fray and write about MJ ‘s untimely death. Or is it really so untimely?  How long would one realistically expect to live considering the toxic milieu of opiates and anesthetics allegedly floating in  his blood stream? All this is very familiar for those who where around when Elvis met a similar demise. For those of you still in the womb in 1976 (or was it 1977), not so familiar.  I remember the news reports streaming day and night.  Long lines and throngs of neurotic fans converged in front of  draped ironed gates at Graceland in Memphis.  Constant TV coverage erupted.  I remember reading  at the time that a nurse slipped a note to his physician who was seeing another patient with encrypted abbreviations that read,...