Facing our fears is perhaps one of the most terrifying experiences a guy can have. Why is it so painful and daunting to look deep into that abyss? Is it because we're afraid we'll discover things about ourselves that we'll reject? It's painful enough if the World rejects you, so why would I delve deeper into myself and run the risk of rejecting myself? Why would I walk straight into a burning house?
Does love mean accepting the person as they are? If that's true, we wouldn't be fussing at them to turn off that gawd awful TV show the Bachlorette, would we? Yet, we still love them regardless of their different interests. Thus my perspective's changed. You can still love someone, and not accept them entirely. So, my quest continued to define what love means for me. Here's what I came up with and jotted down...
Here's some things that I'm feeling grateful for despite having a cold today.
As a single dad and someone who works full time, things can get extremely hectic in life. I thought I'd write a short post that's a bit more organic and about how my weekend felt like this morning.
Over the years I've grown to learn about my subconscious and raising awareness is my roadmap to healing.
What is happiness? The elusive question that every human being pursues at some point in their lives.
