Knowing your own darkness, is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people - Carl Jung Are You Having a Bad Day? Recently a family member had a bad day. A really bad day. Everyone has them. Some are worse than others. No matter how bad it becomes, a bad day is … Continue reading Sunday Sayings – A Bad Day
Nothing in life is constant. Like the force of the ocean, life fluctuates between a wearing away (negative or sad feelings) and a building up (positives). As corny as it sounds, the way we think does determine our 'world,' our 'present moment.' "If you are willing to appreciate that this moment is far better than … Continue reading Sunday Sayings – The Present Moment
"Meditation has been used in clinical settings as a method of stress and pain reduction. Meditation has also been studied specifically for its effects on stress." With a simple string of beads, you can employ this technique as a quick pick me up through the day, allowing you to reduce stress in the most beneficial way possible.
Tragedies do not discriminate between classes and yet some sectors of society have lower rates of suicide than others. And it is not the ones you would expect. Could this information be useful in prevention?
How Three Survivors of Suicide Spent Their Last Days On Earth - http://wp.me/p6xgta-oS Incredibly powerful stories, revealing in the way the writers take the reader into their heads and reveal their thinking. As a young person, I worked as a Nurse and never understood my patients as much as I did after reading this post. … Continue reading Survivors of Suicide Day 18 – Worth and Day 22 – Value
There can only be one thing more nightmarish than hell itself, and that is to lose a child to suicide. Gut-wrenchingly sad and tragic that a young life is lost. Gut-wrenchingly sad and tragic that the person has felt such emptiness and despair. Gut-wrenchingly sad and tragic that someone could feel so lacking in hope, consumed with mental pain and anguish that this was even considered an option. And yet for their own family, who are left somehow to pick up the pieces, the consequences of this act can be so viscerally devastating, it is akin to a nightmare without end. Is it a selfish act? An aberrant impulse? A distorted or dysfunctional thought?