#mindcleanse

[nickysaysyolo]

It’s Monday & I’m sure the grind isn’t pretty for all you #workaholics... but it’s gotta get done ✅ it’s all part of the process in shaping a successful future for yourself. I’ve been reading “We Are Not the Same” The Melanin Lifestyle by Shaneequewa Samuels & started a 3 day fast (started last night) for an overdue “physiological vacation”. The most days I’ve done was 8 - water only. So as I stare at this water bottle for lunch, Please do share what you’ll be having 😋 Oh & have you ever fasted? #mondaymotivation #mondaygrind #mondayinspiration #bodycleanse #mindcleanse #bodydetox #melanatedfoodies #melanatedbody #melanatedminds #fastingforhealth #intermittentfasting #takecareofyourtemple #bodylove #waterfast #healthygirlhappygirl #brownskingirl #afrobella #type4hair #4chairdaily #miamiblogger #ftlblogger #westpalmbeachblogger #explorepageready (at Aloft Delray Beach) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCBs5GhhkYW/?igshid=fxpz2nct7dtv

[oliveretreat]

"The trouble is, Western culture can't seem to divest itself of the belief in the existence of time as a real independent entity" and he goes on... "this reveals a deep anxiety about time..." This book by Paul Davies is worth reading as a good #mindcleanse and it can change anxiety into peace of mind in seconds. Our anxiety is ALWAYS a problem relative to time. Induced by a toxicity from unhealthy food and lifestyles or the other way around it's certainly worth considering both. Our concept of time is terribly hurting and specially westerners suffer from It. The liberation is to understand relativity. #buddhism #relativity #minddetox #spacetime (at OSHRAM) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPe8fcAr238/?utm_medium=tumblr

[dreamvoyaging-blog]

These cute carts let you explore 45 acres of the lush green landscape at The Westin, Sohna Road.⠀ Have a fun ride. Check out the blog, link in bio.⠀ ✨⠀ .⠀ #mydreamvoyages #westinsohna #carts #cartride #funride #familyfun ⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ #traveldiaries #travelwithfamily #weekendtravels #shorttrips #shortvacay #greens #inlapofnature #refreshyoursoul #mindcleanse #travelgram #funtime #travelbloggerlife #tblogger #travelpics #travelphoto #instatravel #travellife #traveladdict #travelawesome #explore #travelpics #instaexplore #travelmore #instatraveler (at The Westin Sohna Resort & Spa)

[crafttcreationz]

Every now and again it’s good to hit the refresh button & just completely cleanse & start over. #bodycleanse #soulcleanse #mindcleanse #energy #tuesdayvibes #goodenergy #healing #selflove (at Flawless Beauty Bar)

[llamallamapinkpajama-blog]

Sunday

Sitting here, on the sofa with nothing but a bag of chips next to me, I am forcing myself to write. Something. Literally anything. I don’t talk much, so all I have is locked away in the various corners of my mind. It has been close to five years since I have put pen to paper, or fingers to keys, to let anything out. I fear that I am gradually losing all those parts of me that I have muted over the years. All the parts that mean anything at all. The random thoughts, the creative ideas, the dreams, and the opinions that are supposed to make me different from the rest of the bodies that I walk amongst every day.

I have been doing a lot of thinking lately (whilst simultaneously avoiding all thought entirely) about who exactly I am. What do I bring to this world? What is the point of me?

Five years ago, I was in a rough place. I won’t get into the typical spiel, but it was a ‘can’t physically get out of bed’ type period. I found an out. Moved continents. Started fresh. But now I am a year post-college, and feel like even though I had a great four years and some impressive achievements, I’ve got nothing left. I’m back to where I started. I set short-term goals for myself, and reached them. But now what? I don’t have dreams anymore, and that scares me. I look around and see everyone moving on with their lives, progressing to new chapters and new goals. New surroundings and new friends. New degrees, new jobs, new letters after their names. And here’s me. Stopped still. Watching. It is not like I am lacking talent, or capability; I just don’t have any direction. I don’t see the point. In almost anything. And although my thoughts are morbid, it’s not like I want to end my life. To be honest, I wouldn’t even have the bottle to do that. I have just been going through the motions, and I can’t keep doing it. So this is me trying to jumpstart some sort of life back into myself. I hope that by giving an outlet to some of the more cynical notions I hold, I will make space for more productive ones—ones that will make me live each day with a purpose other than just getting by.

[jotam78-blog]

[wisdomandlaughter]

Rantings of a Scientifically Artistic Mind #2

Soccer is the one thing that’s kept me sane since I got into it.  I can’t imagine my life without it.  So, now that I’m in college and I’m not playing, I’m having a hard time.  I don’t have the field to escape to after I have a bad day.  I can’t count on my teammates to make me laugh or my coach to motivate me.  I can’t lose myself playing the beautiful game anymore.  

My brother plays collegiate soccer and just finished his last season.  Ever since he was a freshman, he was surrounded by his buddies and never felt lost or alone (to my knowledge).  Me though, I feel alone most of the time. I have my roommate, whom I’ve known since second grade, to keep me company and for companionship, but I miss feeling like I’m part of a group.  I miss the belonging that comes with being on a team.  I miss feeling like I’m where I’m meant to be.

There’s a new coach coming in this season.  My father thinks that I have what it takes to play, though he’s never been the type to discourage me from doing anything.  I miss the beautiful game, but there’s always a chance that that particular part of my life is finished.  I can’t conclude whether it’s going to jar me more to join, dealing with the workouts, the social aspect of joining late, and the newfound physicality of college ball. I’d have to put myself out there and be vulnerable.  I can’t tell if this is a chance I have to take in order to grow and have it turn out that it was the best option for me, or if it’s a huge mistake that’ll bring me more anxiety and pain.  

Overall, I think I’ll be fine either way.  I feel like I’ll probably refrain, just because I hate taking risks.  But, this provides me the potential to grow and to revisit a significant part of my life.  Each option has both positives and negatives, and it’s up to me to determine my next course of action.

Either way, I’ll be okay.

I’ll be okay.  

[prinsez05]

sixteen years ago, enough unhappiness with body image was enough ~ decided to join the gym and show up 4 days a week ~ half hour on the treadmill to start ~ it seemed radical then, but now, it's the best gift I ever got/gave ~ the gift of time ~ now it's step class, bodyworks, kick box, boot camp and on special days, today, yoga #happyanniversarytogoodhealth #thegiftthatkeepsongiving #yogagift #doingyoga #yogadoer #shouldersbackanddown #mindcleanse #givethegift #yogatime #yogabreath #yogastretch #breath #wellnesswednesday #gootd #yogaworkout #excercise #yogajourney  #fitness #getfit #yoga #yogafit (at Ridley Park, Pennsylvania)