thoughts of a therapist in training
my responsibility in becoming a therapist is laced in weaving through self-realization. a commitment to healing myself from my past. from my preconceived notions. recognizing my own darkness. experiencing my own subjective depths. being in touch with my own limitations. moving through my own initiations. my own rites of passage. my own spiritual crises. so that I may serve in my duty as a helpful guide for others as they travel in their own transcendent realms. their own disintegration. into their own ultimate realization.
small is beautiful.
small is beautiful.
the whole world doesn't need to now
how spectacular your little life is.
only you do.
and maybe your friends & family,
maybe the neighbors & your coworkers.
at the end of the day,
you can let the big & bright
the rich & famous
fascinate and inspire you,
but don't get stuck in the muck
of awe and envy.
small is beautiful.
there is still magic to be found
even in the mundane.
We Are Made
We were never meant
to be small.
We came here
to make noise,
to be as big
& as bold as possible.
We were never meant
to idealize
fantasize
or follow.
We are made to lead,
to be our ideal self
our own fantasy
to follow our chosen hero - yourself.
To be as sexy & sensual
as firece & fiery
as creative & candid
that this world adores us to be.
We were never meant
to be small
we are made to be bigger than this life.
What If
What if
instead of cursing the Universe
for not giving you all of the "good" things you seek
and appearing to only gift them to others,
you see the people who do have
many wonderful things in their lives
and let that be a whisper in your ear
that your life an be that good or better...
Let their luck be a sign
that yours in close in sight.