Is what you want really what you want? Is your dream the destination, or the path to something else? What if you get or accomplish everything you are striving for, and then feel like nothing has changed? It’s amazing how sometimes a person can get everything they said they wanted and feel just as incomplete or empty as before they started.
Cra-Z Dreamer of the Month: Tuari Claiborne As someone in the business of helping others identify their purpose and gifts, plan their goals, and achieve their dreams, it is always encouraging to meet someone young who already has a plan and a purpose. In speaking with Tuari Claiborne, it is evident he has a clear … Continue reading Cra-Z-Dreams Student of the Month: Tuari Claiborne
Cra-Z Dreamer of the Month: Ryanne Foster Sometimes you meet a person who has a light… an aura that glows softly with goodness and compassion. It’s not forced or calculated but sewn into the fabric of who they are… as much a part of them as their eyes, mouth, hands, and feet. The first time I met Ryanne was at a career fair at the local high school. We were promoting our Cra-Z-Dreams life skills programs and she asked for some information. She later attended one of our Love Yourself First workshops for girls. Her warm spirit was undeniable and immediately stood out to our instructors. We absolutely loved having her in class because she affected the energy and helped put the other girls at ease as we talked about self-esteem, self-love, and empowerment. We later decided that she would be an excellent choice as our May feature student of the month.
Do you ever feel guilty for taking time off? I could be the only one, but I doubt it . Vacation guilt is only one of many symptoms of being a workaholic. Other signs you need to chill out include: Not taking time off in the first place Thinking something will go wrong with the business/team if you are not working Constantly checking work emails on your days off
Full of adrenaline, I paced the room with a nervous energy that wouldn’t go away. I tried sitting down, but then instead of pacing I began wringing my hands and rubbing my arms and legs. My body seemed confused… searching for a movement, any type of movement, that would release the energy I was carrying. My mind was spinning, and I’m sure at some point my lips actually moved, mumbling in an attempt to process the flood of thoughts swirling through my brain. It started with one thing I was worried about, then snowballed forward into a torrent of unpleasant thoughts that consumed me with fear and worry. The restlessness extended into the night and I could hardly sleep. For some reason I just couldn’t relax. This might sound quite familiar to anyone who has battled anxiety.
Cloudy with a Chance of Phone Calls I was halfway through my commute home from work when the phone rang. I grabbed my cell to see who it was so I could decide if I felt like talking. I have never been one to talk on the phone or anywhere else much for that matter. I am an extreme introvert and most of my life is spent in blissful silence. My drive home was typically a calm and peaceful time spent unwinding and reflecting or listening to podcasts. I rarely spent that time talking on the phone unless my wife called with some update or an errand for me to run. But today was different.