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The Little Guide to Contentedness
by Leo
18 May 2012 at 1:31pm
‘He who is contented is rich.’ ~Lao Tzu Post written by Leo Babauta. There has been little in my life that has made as much an impact as learning to be content — with my life, where I am, what I’m doing, what I have, who I’m with, who I am. This little trick changes [...]
The 9-5 Guide to Staying Active
by guest
15 May 2012 at 9:00am
Editor’s note: This is a guest post from Matt Madeiro of Make Every Day Count. Let?s see if this rings any bells. When the clock hits 8, I sit. I plop back in my rolling chair, crack open the laptop on my desk, and spend the next nine hours with my butt glued firmly to [...]
Three Little Habits to Find Focus
by Leo
10 May 2012 at 11:42am
‘Distraction is the only thing that consoles us for miseries and yet it is itself the greatest of our miseries.’ ~Blaise Pascal Post written by Leo Babauta. I’ll be the first to admit that I fall victim to the trap of the Internet — a wonderful empowering tool that can fill your day with distractions, [...]
How to Live Well
by Leo
7 May 2012 at 1:59pm
‘Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.’ ~Seneca Post written by Leo Babauta. I’m not a rich man, nor do I fly around the world and drink champagne with famous people in exotic locales, nor do I own a sports car or SUV or a yacht. And yet, [...]
What I?ve Learned About Learning
by Leo
3 May 2012 at 9:07am
‘We learn more by looking for the answer to a question and not finding it than we do from learning the answer itself.’ ~Lloyd Alexander Post written by Leo Babauta. I am a teacher and an avid learner, and I’m passionate about both. I’m a teacher because I help Eva homeschool our kids — OK, [...]
The 39th Lesson
by Leo
30 Apr 2012 at 9:05am
Post written by Leo Babauta. Today (April 30) is my 39th Un-un-birthday, and as usual, the day is a good day to pause and reflect. Last year I wrote 38 Life Lessons I?ve Learned in 38 Years, and people seemed to find some use in it. This year, I thought I’d share an additional lesson [...]
How to Fail at Habits
by Leo
24 Apr 2012 at 11:28am
Post written by Leo Babauta. Before I learned how to change habits, I was stuck. I kept trying to change various habits — running, eating healthier, waking earlier, getting out of debt, ending procrastination — and I kept failing. I got very good at failing, in fact. Looking back on those days, given the power [...]
Webinar: How I Used the Power of Bad Habits to Change My Life
by Leo
23 Apr 2012 at 8:00am
Post written by Leo Babauta. Yesterday I conducted a free webinar, “How I Used the Power of Bad Habits to Change My Life“, and the video is below. The webinar was held Mon. April 23), and in it I talked about my struggle with bad habits, why bad habits are so powerful, and how I [...]
Crazy Talk: The Do-What-You-Love Guide
by Leo
19 Apr 2012 at 11:36am
‘Everything you can imagine is real.’ ~Pablo Picasso Post written by Leo Babauta. When I wrote the first words of this blog, more than five years ago, I had no idea those few keystrokes would change my life. I thought I was doing nothing more than reflecting on the changes that had been happening in [...]
Why We Overplan
by Leo
17 Apr 2012 at 8:40am
‘A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.’ ~Lao Tzu Post written by Leo Babauta. There is something about my mind, and many people’s minds, that is overly optimistic. We think we can do so much each day, and so we overplan. We fill our plans with so much, confident [...]

 

 

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Here is your Saturday STORY on: SOLVING PROBLEMS: For you; what is a problem? Is a problem just another noose around your neck, or is it a blessing in disguise? I guess the appropriate answer is how you perceive it to be. That perception is generally determined by the emotion you're in at that moment. A change in perception can change the whole view of a problem. Today's story illustrates the same principle but calls it an adjustment in attitude. As a few small problems seem to follow on from each other, is this not a sign that you're not fully in control? You're beginning to drift into the wrong emotion and no amount of effort will prevent further calamities. We cannot prevent this shift of emotion, but we can see it for what it is and correct it. When was the last time you looked at something beautiful and said it was an effort? All you are doing is SEEING, you're not involving effort! Instead of falling into Despair as nothing is going right, we can use it as a trigger to remind us that our state of mind is weak. So rather than think a noose is being tightened around your neck, you are actually getting a reminder to change. What more of a blessing could you ask for? If you can understand this principle, then I'm sure you'll introduce it. Instead of ducking and diving during the day to avoid all the problems, you be shouting, 'Bring them on!' So it would appear that the total reverse is true, to overcome problems you must experience them. Rather than avoid them you need to get very good at solving them; so without the proper practice you'll never get the skill. Invite them on! In doing this the fear of problems will disappear. What will eventually happen is that you'll be solving 50 problems every day and not realising you had any. We need to perceive problems as healthy and not unhealthy. CHIP DANCING Not too long ago I had "one of those days." I was feeling pressure from a writing deadline. I had company arriving in a couple days and the toilet was clogged. I went to the bank, and the trainee teller processing my deposit had to start re-process my money three times. A detour took me by the supermarket to pick up a few things and the lines I wanted were all sold out; I decided on something from the freezer. By the time I got home, I was frazzled and sweaty and in a hurry to get something on the table for dinner. Deciding on Cream of Mushroom Soup, I grabbed a can opener, cranked open the can, then remembered I had forgotten to buy milk at the store to double to portion. Nix the soup idea. Setting the can aside, I went to plan B, which happened to be leftover baked beans. I grabbed a Tupperware from the fridge, popped the seal, took a look and groaned. My husband isn't a picky eater, but even he won't eat baked beans that look like caterpillars. Really frustrated, now, I decided on a menu that promised to be as foolproof as it is nutrition-free: hot dogs and potato crisps. Retrieving a brand new bag of crisps from the cupboard, I grabbed the cellophane and gave a hearty pull. The bag didn't open. I tried again. Nothing happened. I took a breath, doubled my muscle, and gave the bag a hearty wrestle. With a loud pop, the cellophane suddenly gave way, ripping wide from top to bottom. Crisps flew sky high. I was left holding the bag, and it was empty. It was the final straw. I let out a blood curdling scream. "I can't take it anymore!!!" My husband heard my unorthodox cry for help. Within minutes he was standing at the doorway to the kitchen, where he surveyed the damage: an opened can of soup, melting groceries, mouldy baked beans, and one quivering wife standing ankle deep in potato crisps. My husband did the most helpful thing he could think of at the moment. He took a flying leap, landing flat-footed in the pile of crisps. And then he began to stomp and dance and twirl, grinding those crisps into my linoleum in the process! I stared. I fumed. Pretty soon I was working to stifle a smile. Eventually I had to laugh. And finally I decided to join him. I, too, took a leap onto the crisps. And then I danced. Now I'll be the first to admit that my husband's response wasn't the one I was looking for. But the truth is it was exactly what I needed. I didn't need a cleanup crew as much as I needed an attitude adjustment, and the laughter from that rather funky moment provided just that. Now I have a question for you, and it's simply this: Has anyone ever stomped on your crisps? I know that, in my life, there have been plenty of times when I've gotten myself into frustrating situations and I've cried out for help, all the while hoping someone would show up with a celestial broom and clean up the mess I've made of things. What often happens instead is that you get someone who dances on my crisps, answering my prayer in a completely different manner than I had expected, but in the manner that is best for me after all. Do I trust this brave new concept? Even when answering my prayers in a way that is completely different from my expectations? Even when someone is dancing and stomping instead of sweeping and mopping? Can I embrace what they're offering? Can I let their joy adjust my attitude? Am I going to stand on the sidelines and sulk, or am I willing to learn the steps of the dance? I'll be honest with you: Sometimes I sulk. Sometimes I dance. I'm working on doing more of the latter than the former. QUOTE: "The person interested in success has to learn to view failure as a healthy, inevitable part of the process of getting to the top.' (Dr. Joyce Brothers, Psychologist) [[ct]]: Despair

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Do not despair: Facebook revenue ? and its share price ? are just at the ... ...

18 May 2012 at 3:36pm 

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Do not despair: Facebook revenue ? and its share price ? are just at the ...
VentureBeat
?Facebook is a highly creative and deeply resourced company that has the potential to develop wonderful products,? said Lieb. ?Are they gonna do it? We hope so.? Do not despair : Facebook revenue - and its share price - are just at the.
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Optimism amid despair for Paris Saint-Germain in Ligue 1 - The National

18 May 2012 at 11:01am 

The National

Optimism amid despair for Paris Saint-Germain in Ligue 1
The National
The Montpellier fans seethed injustice during last Sunday's key title match against Lille, the reigning champions. The surprise league leaders had seen several decisions go against them and they were certain who was at fault, with the whole stadium ...

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'Despair, Destitution, and Undiluted Evil' - The American

18 May 2012 at 2:08am 

'Despair, Destitution, and Undiluted Evil'
The American
The author, raved Publishers Weekly last year, ?gives us over to despair and destitution and an undiluted evil.? That's pretty much on the mark, and nicely alliterative, too. The author is Donald Ray Pollock, a native of Knockemstiff, Ohio, ...



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Out of despair comes 36 Bullets - Jamaica Observer

18 May 2012 at 1:00am 

Out of despair comes 36 Bullets
Jamaica Observer
Although despairing about his financial situation, Christinti says he never lost faith. His precarious position was the inspiration for 36 Bullets. The song was produced by Fitzroy Francis for Mightyful 13 and is doing well on reggae charts in New York ...



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From depths of despair to heroes of hope - Times of India

17 May 2012 at 5:23pm 

From depths of despair to heroes of hope
Times of India
KOLKATA: Life was so hard for 18-year-old Mohammad Rubel Hossain that he had forgotten to smile. The grin he displayed on Thursday was the first in years - the village boy from Murshidabad bagged an impressive 49th rank in JEE medical.



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Scholar says superheroes lift despair, threaten status quo - Examiner.com

17 May 2012 at 10:23am 

Scholar says superheroes lift despair, threaten status quo
Examiner.com
Superheroes began as a fantasy of someone lifting us out of physical despair, which is an old, powerful reason for story. As a search for meaning, it is difficult to find fault with an impetus like that." Naturally, once Superman started to become ...

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Man who went from successful career to life of despair sentenced for string o...

17 May 2012 at 7:38am 

Man who went from successful career to life of despair sentenced for string of ...
The Republic
AP SIOUX FALLS, SD ? A 61-year-old man who was a successful banker and community leader before his life spiraled into despair has been sentenced to eight years in prison for a string of convenience store robberies in the Sioux Falls region.

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Death, despair, destruction: a few long reads - Chicago Reader

16 May 2012 at 11:57am 

Chicago Reader

Death, despair, destruction: a few long reads
Chicago Reader
There are so many good things to read on the Internet right now! Why don't you take the rest of the day off? Go on?you've got my permission. And my suggestions: Wes Enzinna's "Last Ones Left in a Toxic Kansas Town," which appears in the forthcoming ...

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Refugees' ASIO despair - Sydney Morning Herald

15 May 2012 at 7:54am 

Sydney Morning Herald

Refugees' ASIO despair
Sydney Morning Herald
ASYLUM seekers branded security threats by the Australian Security Intelligence Organisation have been involved in a spate of suicide attempts inside the nation's detention network. Two Tamils given adverse assessments by ASIO have attempted to kill ...
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Corporate Jet Makers Despair Of European Market Recovery - Wall Street Journal

14 May 2012 at 10:15am 

Corporate Jet Makers Despair Of European Market Recovery
Wall Street Journal
By David Pearson GENEVA (Dow Jones)--Manufacturers of corporate jets are starting to despair of ever seeing the European market recovering with some worried about growth in the US, industry executives said Monday. Corporations and wealthy individuals ...

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Hi! :) I need help editing my poem. PLEASE HELP. ShORT?
The Real Her/The Person she once Was I see how it hurts her? How day in And day out It?s There There, just tarring her apart slowly I see my mom become weaker Gradually becoming distant from all of us How she?s just vanishing right before our eyes As if she fades like a passing shadow Because I can see the pain she feels But I cant suffer the anguish she has inside Her internal suffering Is like an ongoing torment that she can?t escape from A continuous battle with the mind She cannot win I see how the real her disappears How each day, she looses herself In a world of confusion and despair She?s not the person she once was before And I don?t know where she is I try to look for her! I try to free the real her out Out of this person she has become This person who is a stranger in her own home Secluded in her own world, with her own family ?But Mom! Deep in my heart Im concealing things that I?m longing to say? Scared to confess what I?m feeling Frightened you?ll slip away? But for now were isolated from one another Reclusive as if were on two different sides of the earth That will never meet and will never see eye to eye She?s built walls and is not letting any of us in Even if she pulls herself away She stands upon a crumbling ledge Which breaks and takes her down Into the blackened pit The depression has gotten to her And its not letting her free Its not letting her be herself, And become what she use to be like, before Its as if all her warmth and kindness Has been drained out of her limp body And been replaced with bitter emptiness I just want my mom back The mom that I use to know And love with all my heart The one who would always smile and laugh And light up the room!

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HELP ME ON MY POEM!!!!!!!?
The Real Her/The Person she once Was I see how it hurts her? How day in And day out It?s There There, just tarring her apart slowly I see my mom become weaker Gradually becoming distant from all of us How she?s just vanishing right before our eyes As if she fades like a passing shadow Because I can see the pain she feels But I cant suffer the anguish she has inside Her internal suffering Is like an ongoing torment that she can?t escape from A continuous battle with the mind She cannot win I see how the real her disappears How each day, she looses herself In a world of confusion and despair She?s not the person she once was before And I don?t know where she is I try to look for her! I try to free the real her out Out of this person she has become This person who is a stranger in her own home Secluded in her own world, with her own family ?But Mom! Deep in my heart Im concealing things that I?m longing to say? Scared to confess what I?m feeling Frightened you?ll slip away? But for now were isolated from one another Reclusive as if were on two different sides of the earth That will never meet and will never see eye to eye She?s built walls and is not letting any of us in Even if she pulls herself away She stands upon a crumbling ledge Which breaks and takes her down Into the blackened pit The depression has gotten to her And its not letting her free Its not letting her be herself, And become what she use to be like, before Its as if all her warmth and kindness Has been drained out of her limp body And been replaced with bitter emptiness I just want my mom back The mom that I use to know And love with all my heart The one who would always smile and laugh And light up the room!

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Please help me on my poem :) Critique pleaseee :D?
The Real Her/The Person she once Was I see how it hurts her? How day in And day out It?s There There, just tarring her apart slowly I see my mom become weaker Gradually becoming distant from all of us How she?s just vanishing right before our eyes As if she fades like a passing shadow Because I can see the pain she feels But I cant suffer the anguish she has inside Her internal suffering Is like an ongoing torment that she can?t escape from A continuous battle with the mind She cannot win I see how the real her disappears How each day, she looses herself In a world of confusion and despair She?s not the person she once was before And I don?t know where she is I try to look for her! I try to free the real her out Out of this person she has become This person who is a stranger in her own home Secluded in her own world, with her own family ?But Mom! Deep in my heart Im concealing things that I?m longing to say? Scared to confess what I?m feeling Frightened you?ll slip away? But for now were isolated from one another Reclusive as if were on two different sides of the earth That will never meet and will never see eye to eye She?s built walls and is not letting any of us in Even if she pulls herself away She stands upon a crumbling ledge Which breaks and takes her down Into the blackened pit The depression has gotten to her And its not letting her free Its not letting her be herself, And become what she use to be like, before Its as if all her warmth and kindness Has been drained out of her limp body And been replaced with bitter emptiness I just want my mom back The mom that I use to know And love with all my heart The one who would always smile and laugh And light up the room!

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