Showing posts with label TLT. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TLT. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Despite the Distractions, I Can Be Me



Sometimes, I pretend to be normal and be like everybody else. I would opt to settle for what the majority agrees upon and do what the majority is doing. I would go where the crowd is and eat like them in order to belong. I have tried fitting in, although I have my own niche, and be what the “everybody” is doing. For a while, it was fun but I got bored and went back to being me.



I have been in the “confusion” bandwagon just like everybody else. Trying to fit in and belong is what we normal yearn for and in the process, be where the crowd is. I mean, we all want to be in the know and seen but in the process, we tend to lose ourselves. Yes, we lose who we are and instead be who we are not. Simply put, we have a façade of somebody else and our innate self – a very unlikely combination that aptly describes and defines who we are. 

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Beyond the Obvious and into Reality



The most important things in life are not things. Yes, this is true. Things are but perishable thus they end up in the trash and forgotten. As much as we would like to stock up and pile on material things, with wear and tear, they would eventually rot and be parted away with. 



To part away from something implies a literal act of turning back and walking away. It so speaks of the ability of the self to let go and move on. Although, like breaking up and being left behind, it is but one tough act to overcome. 

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

How to Control the Self with TLT



Waging war is but an inevitable pastime of each and every one of us. Admittedly, we like to start a fight and end up regretting why we even traversed that path in the first place. We like to experience pain and be frustrated but never admit to defeat. We dwell on our wrongs but never do we like to accept of our wrongdoings. 


Now, you might ask, what kind of war are we always in that we cannot seem to part with? Initiating a duel with our inner self is what we are always at. We like to strike the iron while it is hot and regret having to strike it in the first place. We like to test our inner self with our inner demons and wage a never-ending war inside. In short, we like to pressure ourselves with our own doing and be depressed and frustrated in the end. 

Sunday, February 10, 2013

How to be In Charge with Time Line Therapy®



Humans as we are, we are always on a constant search. We like to keep ourselves busy thus; we like to keep on searching for something even without knowing what it is. The genius in us exemplifies our cognitive ability to comprehend while our emotional intelligence highlights our right to brag. In other words, we search to be able to fulfill both our innate and external selves. 

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Pursuit Of Happiness With TLT And NLP

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Remind yourself that it is okay not to be perfect; that like life, no one is perfect. Although we yearn and claim to be one, the idea of being perfect remains an idea despite the attempt to be one. In short, we are perfect in our own unique and distinct way – yes! – no one can take that notion away from us. 

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Stepping Out Of The Box With The Help Of NLP And TLT

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Do not be afraid to take a stand. Be brave enough to express what you truly feel. Instead of worrying and sulking over the rain on your parade, grab an umbrella and walk under the rain. For all you know, you might stumble upon what you have been wishing and yearning for all this time. 
Most often than not, opportunity knocks when you least expect it. It comes unannounced and more so, it appears when you have just closed your eyes. In other words, the moment you let go because of frustration, you end up stumbling upon all that you have wanted. Although patience has been said to be a virtue, still, the moment one becomes aggravated and annoyed, life goals and objectives tend to become just a memory.