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We choose the people we have in our lives, and we choose what we believe.  

If you choose to work/associate with manipulative, deceitful, cruel, unethical, malevolent snakes (though, admittedly, that is unfair to reptiles), I hope it works out for you.  It won’t, but I still wish you well.  Why?  Because I’ve been there.  For years I obediently trusted people who demanded trust but never earned it, who lied, who manipulated, who demeaned, who made but never kept promises, who whispered viciously  behind backs, who intentionally deceived the people around them to get what they wanted, who blamed everyone but themselves for their actions - and the consequences of those actions, who threw their loyalest supporters under the bus the instant it profited them.  

I believed the pretty words that were backed by even prettier words and zero actions.  I ignored the many voices of reason that gently brought up things they had heard… and asked me if they were true.  For the record, every awful, impossible-to-believe rumor I fervently denied ended up being true.  Every.  Single.  One.  I didn’t and wouldn’t see the awful truth right in front of me, because I chose to believe that the tiny, fleeting slivers of decency I saw were indicative of what I hoped were genuinely good people.  They were not.  The slivers of decency were manipulations and deceptions crafted from the memories of goodness that haunt the empty chamber where the heart would be, had it not withered and disintegrated from disuse.

Who you are when you think no one is looking IS who you are.

There are certain groups and individuals that I will not work or associate with - now or ever - because I have decided manipulative, deceitful, cruel, unethical, illegal and unkind behavior is unacceptable and I will not have it in my life anymore.  You, of course, are free to work and associate with whomever you will.  But I will not have those individuals in my life, on any level, ever again. 


Sammy’s first 3 miler.  

I’m not gonna worry about what I didn’t do yesterday or might do tomorrow.  

Today is a win.

Sammy’s first 3 miler.

I’m not gonna worry about what I didn’t do yesterday or might do tomorrow.

Today is a win.



It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
Theodore Roosevelt, Citizenship in a Republic (Paris 1910)

My new favorite quote. I’ve been watching Brene Brown TED Talks over and over the last few days… Having my own breakdown/spiritual awakening. I cannot recommend those talks highly enough. Watch them. Love them. Be changed by them.


Fat people in America are reduced to nothing but fatness. A fat person has a health problem of any kind? It’s because they’re fat. A fat person is single? Well, duh. Fat. They deserve it. A fat person is poor? That’s not surprising-obviously they have bad judgment and no impulse control! Because why would a smart person choose to be fat? If a fat person goes to a restaurant and sits on a broken chair and the chair collapses under them, it’s because they’re fat. But if a thin person sits on the same broken chair and the chair collapses under them, it’s because they sat on a broken chair.

Lindy West, Being Mean To Fat People is Pointless: A Good Old Fashioned Plea for Civility (via broadist)

Negative experience = because of your fat

Positive experience = in spite of your fat

Also: this is a fab post, but don’t read the comments. I cried.

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no-good-deed:

noshitjohnlock:

alanosaur:

I want a movie

starring Alan Rickman and Benedict Cumberbatch

as a father and son duo

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If they introduce Daddy Holmes in Sherlock, can we please have Alan Rickman to play him? Ta.

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New Year

I’ve got a list of things I would like to do this year, but only one resolution.  All the resolutions I remember making in years past involved me losing weight.  Though well intentioned, they were loaded with regret, shame, failure and disappointment.  

And they never stuck.

After a hellish week topped off by a lengthy, detailed sermon outlining my many failures (cloaked in the vicious lie of “I can say these terrible things because I love you more than anyone else”), I’m thinking the ingredient that’s been missing is love.  Real love that is kind and caring and loving - where when you’re done saying and thinking and doing, you feel loved.  Safe.  Hopeful.  The kind of love that is empowering instead of destructive.  The kind of love that makes hard things possible.

My resolution this year is to love more.  To love others more.  To love myself more.  To make sure that the words I use build up instead of tearing down.  That my thoughts and words and actions towards others (and, more difficultly, myself) are caring and kind and loving.  Never lies of perpetual sunshine and roses, but carefully and mercifully chosen truths.  Words that heal instead of wound - because, to paraphrase Geneen Roth, criticism and hatred and shame have never led to love.  Only love leads to love.

Here’s to trying something new.



Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha (via laughinginlavender)

Same with success, imo.

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The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no-one else has ever been.
Albert Einstein (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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