Posts Tagged ‘underlying beliefs’
rewiring thought patterns – hidden beliefs exposed (part 4)
Once upon a time, it was believed that our brains were wired by our early experiences as young children and then hard-wired by the time we reached early adulthood. We bought into this with our exclamations of: “I can’t help it, that’s the way I was born.“ “I’ve always been this way.” “You…
Read Morewords in action – hidden beliefs exposed (part 3)
Richard Rodgers of the Rodgers and Hammerstein songwriting duo was the creative force behind the sentiments in the Sound of Music classic, Something Good, a song that was not in the original stage version but was written additionally for the 1965 film. Nothing comes from nothing. Nothing ever could. So somewhere in my youth…
Read Morewhere the wild things are – hidden beliefs exposed (part 1)
Hidden beliefs, core values and underlying assumptions are not quite so hidden from others as they are from ourselves. But to uncover them for us to see clearly, we need to look more deeply into where they hide. Where did that come from? Have you ever found yourself suddenly quite angry/ sad/…
Read Morecheck your bags
For almost two decades, students, parents and teachers at my school have annually collected thousands of cans and dried goods for a local Christmas food hamper program with hopes of making a real difference in our community. Student leaders orchestrate the event while teachers work with students to set class and personal contribution goals. It…
Read Morelife is not messy
Life is straightforward; a continuous cycle of beginnings and endings. That’s it. It’s not messy. It’s not neat. It’s not complicated or controllable. It just is. We’re fond of saying “life is messy” when we forget that. We show that we have forgotten it when we concretely label the ups and downs of…
Read Morebehind the drama curtain
The pace was summer slow on this particular day when my sister and I wandered through the grocery store near her home. Once we agreed that we had all we came for, my sister indicated that she was going to go through the self-check lane with her items. Without even taking a breath, I scrunched…
Read Moresunday hand
When I was in primary grade school, I had an art teacher who was delightfully adamant about order and process. Before each student was allowed to dip into their genius, their inner Van Gogh, or the three paint pots suspended on the easel, it was imperative that they designate one of their hands as…
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