Giving Young Men Time by My life as a home schooling housewife (BLW Contributor)

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Hello everyone :) I hope you all are having a wonderful weekend! It is a brisk and finally sunny day here today. We are about to go walk downtown to visit some friends. I will take some pics of all the old wooden New Englander Homes we walk by on the way. They look like Ginger Bread Houses.

First I wanted to write a quick post on boys and when they should leave home. In our society boys are expected to leave home anywhere from the age of eighteen to twenty years. For most young men this is much to young and an unrealistic expectation. Obviously a young man can and will make his own decision as to when he should become completely self-sufficient. One of my observations though, is that some young men and their parents feel the need to conform and fit into what American society dictates as the “right age to move out” whether or not it is really what they want.

According to the newest Scientific Research the male mind does not even finish developing until it is twenty-six to forty years old! http://phys.org/news/2010-12-brain-fully-mature-30s-40s.html This explains why many of the men of the Bible lived with their parents literally right up until the time they married which could be up to forty years old. In fact marriage is the only reason given for men to leave their fathers and mothers. Jesus although He never married did not even start His lifes work (His mission) until He was thirty years old, not eighteen not twenty-one, but thirty years old.

Men need to be mentally, physically and spiritually strong in this world, now more than ever. Think about all that they are up against. A man could quickly have his body, mind or soul destroyed if he is not fully developed and therefore strong. Think about it like this: What if you were to plant a tree next to a raging river which often overflowed its banks in an area where there were regularly hurricane force winds. If you truly wanted to see the tree survive you would first nourish and tend it in your home until it was tall, thick and solid and could withstand all the assaults of the world. You would most certainly not plant it out in the winds when it was still tender and bendable.

Check out the rest of this great article @ http://mylifeasahomeschoolinghousewife.wordpress.com/2014/11/08/giving-young-men-time/

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I’m not in charge . . . and grateful by Bare Naked in Public (BLW Contributor)

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I wanted to title this post I’m sick of being grateful. . . or . . . The Universe is stupid. If you follow my blog you know that this month I’m highlighting gratitude, acknowledging life’s little gifts and giving thanks. It’s been a good exercise for me, adding positivity and happiness one day at a time. But recent days have been full of sad news and I’m a little bit pissed at the Universe. I know, I know life is not fair, but this week I wanted it to be a little bit more gentle. The passing of a dear family friend, the news of a little baby diagnosed with a terminal illness as I comforted his sobbing grandmother, and looming holiday melancholy, had me a little rattled and I think I’m falling off the gratitude wagon. When it rains, does it really have to pour?

Driving home tonight, stuck in traffic, I composed my post in my head, reflecting on the yucky week and wishing I could change the world for people I love, relieve them of hurt, pain.  I remembered that when I was a little girl I had a single prayer,  Dear God, please don’t let anyone in my family or any of my friends get sick or die. It was simple, got the job done and best of all . . . it really worked, no one I loved got sick or died. I was a believer.

There is so much to say about those decades between the faithful little girl and the non believer she became, mostly life choices taking their toll. As I inched along, staring at the red taillights of Friday night traffic, I remembered a time when I told a friend thatdecided the outcomes of my life, I was in charge. The thought of that now is laughable. I have learned that the only thing I can control is how I react to life’s happenings, the good, the bad, the happy and sad.  I can choose to be pissed off at the Universe or accept what is, find the lesson, or even find reason to celebrate.

Today, I can say that I do believe in something, a light, an eternal peace. When I hope, pray, or seek serenity, it’s a woman who is listening. And when I imagine her she looks like my mom . . . with clear blue eyes and long silver hair, she is calm, peaceful. I talk to her mostly about love and family. I believe in the energy of the Universe and that some how there is a reason for everything. I am not meant to understand how it works. As much as I want to be, I am not in charge. I cannot save the people I love from pain and suffering. I can only love them, and that I do well.

I’m climbing back on the wagon . . .  still grateful . . . .

xo

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Find your Voice by Restored Ministries (BLW Contributor)

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Do you struggle finding your voice? Do you feel pressured into saying yes when inside you’re really screaming NOOOOO!

Do you say yes out of pressures or not wanting to hurt someone’s feelings? Do you complain and dread that you ever said yes to something? Do you make yourself miserable or compromise your integrity trying to get out of that dreadful yes you didn’t really mean?

Do you feel aggravated or upset at people or their actions? Do you get on the phone telling all your girlfriends about all your frustrations, but never address it directly with the person that upset you or hurt your feelings? Do you have a problem setting boundaries?

I love Joyce Meyer. She does not sugar coat anything. She talks about overcoming all these areas and so much more in real, sound, biblical ways. She has really been instrumental in my spiritual transformation over the years.

One of her books that really helped me years ago was Approval Addiction. I always thought of myself as a person that really could give a rat’s behind what other people thought, but I actually did all those things I just described above. I couldn’t find my true voice for most of my life. I took all my frustrations to others or out on others. I filled my friends and families ears with all my frustrations, instead of taking it all to Jesus. What Joyce means by “Take it to the Throne instead of the Phone”

I was horrible at setting boundaries too. I constantly let others poop in my yard till I got the courage to put up good fences. If they got through my fence, I got good at asking them to pick up and take their poop with them. (That is another amazing message by Momma Joyce on boundaries that I highly recommend)

I was a stuffer.

I stuffed my emotions for many years. I stuffed with food, shopping, and one compulsion after another. When I got so full from the stuffing my words and emotions, I finally erupted in anger. I would blow and everyone around me better take cover. I did not blow very much when I was younger, but when emotional stuffing and hormones and being a mother of twins got all mixed up together, it was like all the ingredients needed for a Mt. St. Helens type of blow.

I am so thankful for recovery and Jesus. I still work the steps of recovering to this day.

Check out the rest of his great articlehttp://restoredministriesblog.wordpress.com/2014/09/30/find-your-voice/

How did I get here from THERE? by Jennterra (BLW Contributor)

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On the edge of insanity I spent many years wasting away  and I cried many tears  while my mind and body slipped into decay. I look back now and wonder how I am even alive, what watched over me during those desperate times?  Was it an inner will power to survive or a guardian from out of our time?

I was a wasted away ghost of who I had been, a wisp of a woman whose grasp between reality and delusion had grown so very thin. Addiction is never to be taken lightly; and I took that statement to the hilt.  I took my addiction to the place where you trade in your soul for just one more dose. I would have even sold your soul had you been in my proximity while you slept or behind your back. I was ashamed, I was lost and I was a monster.

To cope with these facts the monster I was became bigger until it swallowed me whole, until I fell into the beasts arms with an abandon and I thought I had forgone all hope. Everyday I sunk deeper and had to do more drugs to dull the feelings  within me; guilt, shame, hatred, fear, and rage.  Every now and then through the haze when I let down my guard I heard a voice…Get out , you don’t belong here! Your gonna die if you don’t run away from this! You are not this person!!! I thought what the hell and got higher in a desperate attempt to kill that needling ghost. I was so precariously perched on the edge of no return that I sometimes wished for it to end, for that final push overboard into the abyss of my ever growing addiction.

Suddenly and out of the blue one day through the fog, through the chaos and commotion of what I had let my life become I realized that the choice was mine, NOT MY ADDICTIONS. I had to get out of the pattern of denial and start looking at the root of the problem, start to hold accountable the only person rsponsible for my choices and behaviors…ME. That my friends is the day I began to heal, the very day I took the first step in beating the pattern of addiction, the day I saved my life.

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Let Me be Me by Creative Blog Mom (BLW Contributor)

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My efforts to avoid blogging on the weekends has definitely provided plenty of material for Mingle Monday. It is also a casual, pressure-free way to enjoy blogging for the day. I just get to look around, discover cool things, follow new people, and enjoy the diversity in our world.

This morning, on my way to a doctor’s appointment, while doing some mingling on the radio, I found myself yelling at NPR. The interview dealt with the way we perceive people because of their appearance. The interviewee claimed that people changed the way they perceived him when he changed his look six years ago. He is a successful, college educated man with a family, whose appearance makes people think otherwise. OK. Maybe. But how does he know what other people are thinking?

The part that got me was when he encouraged his son, who wanted to make the same change, NOT to do it until he was ready to deal with the consequence of changing the way people perceive him.  I literally yelled at the radio, “So the heck what?”

So much of this kind of talk is a matter of perception itself. If you think that people are perceiving you in a negative way, it is not their perception causing your assumption. It is yours! True confidence reveals itself no matter what you wear or how your hair is styled. Wear confidence. Style your hair with pride.

And even if you think looks do “matter”, who’s opinion will you go with? Perceptions vary so widely. You’d have to take a poll to have a chance of getting a majority vote. Who has time for that?

Trust in your own instincts. Believe in you. Look the way that feels good to you. Nobody can take this from you.

Please teach this to our children. Please don’t start their journey of independence with fear. Start it with a smile on your face and your chest held high. Be a strong example.

Get some tips from Parents.com.

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The Pursuit of Happiness by Aristotle — Tell us what makes YOU HAPPY!!!

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“Happiness depends on ourselves.” More than anybody else, Aristotle enshrines happiness as a central purpose of human life and a goal in itself. As a result he devotes more space to the topic of happiness than any thinker prior to the modern era. Living during the same period as Mencius, but on the other side of the world, he draws some similar conclusions. That is, happiness depends on the cultivation of virtue, though his virtues are somewhat more individualistic than the essentially social virtues of the Confucians. Yet as we shall see, Aristotle was convinced that a genuinely happy life required the fulfillment of a broad range of conditions, including physical as well as mental well-being. In this way he introduced the idea of a science of happiness in the classical sense, in terms of a new field of knowledge.

Essentially, Aristotle argues that virtue is achieved by maintaining the Mean, which is the balance between two excesses. Aristotle’s doctrine of the Mean is reminiscent of Buddha’s Middle Path, but there are intriguing differences. For Aristotle the mean was a method of achieving virtue, but for Buddha the Middle Path referred to a peaceful way of life which negotiated the extremes of harsh asceticism and sensual pleasure seeking. The Middle Path was a minimal requirement for the meditative life, and not the source of virtue in itself.

In conclusion, according to Aristotle, what is happiness?

  • Happiness is the ultimate end and purpose of human existence
  • Happiness is not pleasure, nor is it virtue. It is the exercise of virtue.
  • Happiness cannot be achieved until the end of one’s life. Hence it is a goal and not a temporary state.
  • Happiness is the perfection of human nature. Since man is a rational animal, human happiness depends on the exercise of his reason.
  • Happiness depends on acquiring a moral character, where one displays the virtues of courage, generosity, justice, friendship, and citizenship in one’s life. These virtues involve striking a balance or “mean” between an excess and a deficiency.

Happiness requires intellectual contemplation, for this is the ultimate realization of our rational capacities.

Tell us what makes you HAPPY!!!

Credit: Pursuit of Happiness

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Artsy Fartsy – Follow your Dreams (Banksy)

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Banksy’s Follow Your Dreams piece appeared in the Chinatown district of Boston in May of 2010. The image displays a fatigued painter beside the painted words “Follow Your Dreams” in capital letters. The phrase becomes secondary to the word “Cancelled,” which is sprawled across the empowering message. Banksy gives the male painter a typical black and white color, while the initial words appear in a green tint. The word “Cancelled” is done in white capital letters housed by a red rectangle, resembling a stamp. The placement of this work on Essex Street, in the low-income district of Boston, gives the piece a deeper meaning, a commentary on class stratification.

Location: Boston

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