Message from your Inner Warrior
Dec19

Message from your Inner Warrior

by Gonzalo Salinas   Dear Warrior: You don’t work on your mission to get things. You don’t work on your mission to get a desired outcome: Not fame or fortune, not a brand new car, nor the girl. You don’t condition your mission to an outcome. What if you work in your mission to get things and when you finish, you don’t get the thing? Or even worse, you achieve the goal, you get the thing but you don’t get the fulfillment? … You...

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Mensaje de tu Guerrero Interior
Dec19

Mensaje de tu Guerrero Interior

por Gonzalo Salinas Querido Guerrero: Tú no trabajas en tu misión para obtener cosas. Tú no trabajas en tu misión para obtener ningún resultado. No por fama o fortuna,  ni por un carro nuevo ni para conseguir una mujer. Tú no condicionas tu misión a un resultado. ¿Qué pasaría si trabajas en tu misión y al final no obtienes el resultado que esperas? O peor aún, ¿Qué pasaría si luego de trabajar en tu misión, obtienes la cosa y ello no...

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The Twin Brothers, The Horse Twins

by Rebecca   The Twin Brothers, The Horse Twins The Ashvino The Horse Twins The Twin Brothers Tall, strong, Long black hair flowing They are the Ashvino Call to your brothers, And they will lead you on your way. Nobody knows where the Ashvino Twins live. They make visits to villages As they roam free. When they enter a town, The children are the first to know. They go running on their little feet Pattering, laughing, spilling...

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Healing from wounds

by Michael Kullik Healing from wounds Wounded  Child Crying  in  Corner Lost  between  the  years Crying  out  Silently No  One  Comes No  One  Hears A  Prison  of  Silence Surrounds  Me, Into  an  Early  Grave. How  do  I  start to  Breath  Again? Am  I  Someone’s  Slave? A  Wounded  Child grows,  As  Does A  Wounded  Man. The  Wound  Becomes  My  Sword. Like  Tempered  Steel, I  am  strong  again,  Oh  my  Lord. A  Wounded...

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Men: From the Inside

Guest post: by Garry Gilfoy I was recently asked to deliver professional development to some therapists on the topic of ‘men’s issues.’ I left my son’s football game to do so and found a gathering of about 60 people. The ten or so men attending were sitting on the periphery of the room. I warmed up by reading a poem called Rain from Nowhere by Murray Hartin. It tells of a man with a young family. We catch him on the day he intends to...

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