This post was inspired by a pin on Pinterest created by: Natalie Brite
Recently I came across a post with very interesting ideas on ways to learn from and correct the unwanted negative emotions we all sometimes feel. Almost every self-help book I’ve read so far talks about how it’s important to replace your intrusive thoughts with a positive one, but none of these books actually tell me how to..
I’m hoping this will help to put a more visual picture on how to process the emotions and correct them in a more positive & non-judge mental way.
When I Feel:
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths and bring attention to what I’m judging my worth on.
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths and focus on things that make me feel fulfilled.
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths and work through weather it’s valid or just ego.
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths and search for the trigger and reason why it triggered me.
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths, notice what is luring me away from the present, and bring attention back to the now.
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths and bring attention to how I can fully accept and see myself.
Sit with the feeling, take a few deep breaths & call in a new perspective that allows me to see all the abundance within and around me now.
Replacing a negative thought with a positive will always be easier said than done but I hope that putting a little more detail behind how to react accordingly helps out.
Thank you for reading.
Enjoy today, Have a blessed week!
I feel like a cry
I need a good scream.
The kind you’d hike up a mountain for,
Be careful not to slip.
I crave a release
An escape from the devil inside.
If you dive deep enough, do you think we can drain him out?
The river flows,
“If you were gone imagine how much better you’d feel”
The water runs black, no end insight.
I can’t ever remember a time when the river ran clear.
Filthy with toxins, hate, and insecurities.
I went for a swim and never made it out.
Nobody to blame for my own insanity but me.
Locked inside my very own hell.
How do I get out?
How can I make it stop?
The current is so strong,
I know.. it’s wrong but the river, it’s just to strong!
I’m trapped inside.
The real me.
The one with hopes, and dreams.
Trapped by the blackened river.
Nobody can help her,
Only I can help myself.
The journey to the end begins.
Stop being trapped inside!
Her skin so shiny
like the sun reflecting off the waters
it looked so soft
like silky sheets hanging off.
how come I don’t glisten?
I didn’t mean it…
it’s just sometimes—
I feel so defeated.
Looking at her
then at me
If you had to choose one
it wouldn’t be me.
Today I woke up to the soothing feeling of my air conditioner, next to my love, I am full of gratitude.
I made my bed mindfully, something I learned from reading.
A book that has opened my eyes, on how to be mindful, minus all the lies
For that, I am full of gratitude.
I sat down, relaxed, I am blessed, truly feel blessed.
I imagine what happiness looks like
my mind paints a picture.
Wildflowers, lilies, roses
Miles and miles,
Sunflowers, tulips, daisies, colors all enraging.
No end in sight, no need to take flight
Happiness is home
a field full of flowers.
and because of that,
I am full of gratitude.
Why is it awkward for me to write in front of people?
Why do I criticize myself and my writing before I even give myself the chance?
Am I the only person that is so eager to write their thoughts down, but talk myself out of doing it. I am aware I can be dramatic at times. Yet my emotions and feelings are still valid.
Desperately needing to release I turn to write; I write then erase, again and again until I’m stuck staring at a blank page with nothing to say
Is this normal in people? Of course, it is I can’t be alone in feeling your creative writing is awful. But for me, it’s the feeling I get for thinking about writing…
I feel so awkward when I have the desire to write. Feeling out of place and embarrassed obsessing about what people will think about me based on what I post. I love to write an to make blog posts and interact with fellow bloggers still, I continue to feel the need to enjoy my hobby in private, and far too uncomfortable to write in front of the ones closest to me.
Is that normal?
Why do I let myself get uninspired?
Why is my anxiety so terrible to me?
As cliché as it is
I hope that this new year brings you so much joy
Happiness, positivity and overall just a good outcome of the year in general.
I hope that this year is the year that really brings out that you you’ve always wanted
Because you deserve it.
You deserve to be happy
To be ecstatic with life.
To be filled with nothing but happiness, love and peace.
This is your time to shine!
This year is about improving YOU!
Bright and beautiful mornings are my absolute favorite!
Waking up to his touch on my freshly shaved legs.
His warm skin against mine, I can’t help the smile across my lips.
I watch him sleep for hours so peacefully.
This beautiful man before me
He loves me to the moon and back.
I know that.
He is for me nobody else
I also know he is himself.
Things I can’t control
Just let them go!
He loves me
would never deceive me.
Forgotten kisses things left unsaid
Would be the only neglect I get.
Coffee is going while you are rolling.
Blunts and coffee a ritual for you and me in the morning.
Moutain’s in the distance
along with the sound of downtown Reno.
Proud of how far we have become
Why do I still feel so numb?
Overcome with a ton left to work on
One day I’m on the next not.
You don’t deserve that no one does.
Not even me.
Desperate to be content.
I want to be your heaven-sent.
I can be kind to you
You never were just the dirt on my shoe.
It wasn’t me, but I’m on a journey
To find who haunts my dreams.
The girl I know I can be
Someday I’ll get it.
You are one of a kind! Special in your own light.
Everyone shines just as bright. Each different never alike.
If he or anyone can’t see
Truly how extraordinary you can be
Set them free
Live life carefree
Happy as can be, peacefully
Confident and content
With the flesh the heavens sent
For you and me alone
Our body is our home.
Today the air is cold but its the kind of cold you dream of after a long hot summer. The relief of changing your wardrobe from shorts and tank tops to scarfs and long sleeves. Fall is my favorite time of year, mostly because of my birthday and the holidays but every year around this time I reflect on memories as a little girl; Every day after school I’d go out to the front yard of my parent’s house and play all by myself, id pretend I had powers and the “wind” blowing the loose leaves and branches around was indeed me, probably looking mental to the cars passing by filled with people confused at the sight they just saw; Decades later I lie here in awe of where that little girl has gone, so carefree she used to be.
Many things weighing heavily on my mind
overthinking truly is a curse,
negative thoughts flood in
the angels fighting desperately to stop the leaks.
Positive thoughts drowned just as quickly as they arose,
Falling deeper into the overflowing pool that is my mind.
Deeper and deeper now, no angels in sight.
No one can save you from yourself.
No one can save you.