Ask For What You Want; You Just Might Be Surprised

Do we dare to ask for what we want in life?

If we’re honest, a lot of us would answer, Not often.

This is totally understandable. After all, asking for what we want brings up all kinds of insecurities and fears. It feels so freaking risky, like middle school dances all over again.

We think …

Who am I to want this? It’s too big for me.
No one has time. They’re too busy. They’ll never say yes.
What if they think I’m crazy? (What if I AM crazy?)
I’m not good enough. I don’t deserve it. I have to be realistic.
I have to wait until I am 100% ready.

The excuses sound good in our heads, but deep down we know better. If we don’t ask, we‘ll never know what far-off dreams might be within reach.

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Your Truth Will Set You Free

Friends, this is the approximate text of a talk I gave at Living Spirit Church on Sunday, July 31, 2016.

Truth and Lies

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You’ve heard the platitudes …

Honesty is the best policy.
Tell the truth and shame the devil.
An honest answer is like a kiss on the lips.

They make it sound simple, don’t they? As if telling the truth was so straightforward. But for those of us who are accustomed to covering up, getting real is … complicated.

When you start speaking up after years of silence, you’ll discover the land mines in your psyche. You probably won’t even know they’re there until you step on one.

The anger and sadness that you stuffed down years ago will rise to the surface … and you will be tempted to turn away.

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What If Your Real Self is Really Mad? (Plus a Giveaway!)

You’ve heard the platitudes … 

Honesty is the best policy.

Tell the truth and shame the devil.

An honest answer is like a kiss on the lips.

They make it sound simple, don’t they? As if telling the truth was so straightforward. But for those of us who are accustomed to covering up, getting real is … complicated.

When you start speaking up after years of silence, you’ll discover the land mines in your psyche. You probably won’t even know they’re there until you step on one. The anger and sadness that you stuffed down years ago will rise to the surface. And if you’re anything like me, you’ll hate it.

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