If you want to conquer the anxiety of life, live in the moment, live in the breath.” ― Amit Ray
There are many ways in which you can relax, if I was to write a list of all the possible ways I would never finish it! Relaxation can help to reduce stress and anxiety and improve your mental and physical wellbeing, helping you to cope with the challenges of everyday life. Relaxation is such a broad term, for instance, sitting at home listening music, watching television or playing video games could be relaxing for you.
Take a 5-minute break and focus on your breathing. Sit up straight, eyes closed, with a hand on your belly. Slowly inhale through your nose, keep the pace slow and regular. Slowly tense then relax all the muscles in your body, starting at your toes and working up to your head. Afterwards just take some time to be still and focus on how your body feels.
Take a 5-minute break and focus on stretching exercises. Research has indicated that stretching improves relaxation. It can improve your range of motion, increase circulation, and calm your mind—which may help fend off injuries and illness, as well as bring on a better night’s sleep.
Each of us choose the tone for telling his or her own story. I came into this world with lot of nice and beautiful memories of happiness. Particularly, my mother is a real mystery in this mysterious world. The early morning of my life was wonderful. There were lot of sensations and floating on the cloud. I know, many things of my mother left unspoken. The best thing she has given to me is freedom – freedom to live my life. I understand her pain and her caring.
I want to think that I have a task in life. I have a solid mission – mission of getting freedom. I want to fill the pages of my life with colors. You are my angel and only in your presence I reach the divine ecstasy.
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.” ―Washington Irving
God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers. ~ Rudyard Kipling
Sometimes the raw memories of the past gives me pain. The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. I can’t share it with others. I always feel that the memories to be shared and erased but unfortunately I could not find any ways to come out of that. Now, it is difficult for me to catch and forgive the person who hurt me. The toughest part is that I have tried to let go over and over again but unfortunately it comes back again and again. I feel I am left alone. Many people tried to support me. They don’t always know what to say or how to fix it, but their presence is also sometimes disturbing. I have learned that these devastating events hold the most important lessons in life.
Nobody likes being alone that much. I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all. It just leads to disappointment. ~ Haruki Murakami
I know my greatness lie in my character and goodness. I want to awake up the basic goodness in me. I can awake my goodness only by doing good work, not by speculating. Only I can defy the darkness of the mass.
“I don’t want to have lived in vain like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I’ve never met. I want to go on living even after my death!” ~ Anne Frank
I know you blame me for everything that’s gone wrong in your life for the past two and half years, but I never intended to hurt you, all I wanted was to be with you, hold you in my arms, and wake you up. I’ve shared my life my dreams my fantasies my goals with you, even if there not ambitious or realistic enough for you, I shared with you the real me. I never tried to impress you or convince you that I was smarter or better then anyone, I’ve been genuine and true about loving you, you know me, there is nothing else to tell, I’m a simple foolish soul, invisible to most and beautiful to few.
It’s always my fault, isn’t it?
I agree, because you feel relaxed. I understand we don’t see things the same way but our lives and paths that brought us here were full of experience that made us what we our today. Love has damaged both of us.
“I was still searching for someone to blame for my suffering. I really wanted someone to transfer my hate to, so that I could stop hating myself.” ~ Glenn Beck
“Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.” ~ Brené Brown
At the core of your heart, you are perfect and pure. No one and nothing can alter that. ~ Amit Ray
Sometimes, sadness comes to me without any notice, purpose or reason. I feel like life is really hard, no one understand me. Essentially, I was being robbed of my right to feel self pity. I had a friend and we became good friends. She often ate the evening meal with me, and I became involved. I remember, she laughed with me. I used to hang out with her. I thought our relationship was fine, but then I suddenly decided to ditch her and hook up with someone else – not for anything but just for fun. She just asked me why I was ignoring her and acting like that!! But finally life ditched me.
Now, I realize how wrong I was. She is no more in this world. I can’t forgive me. I still feel lonely, because I don’t really feel for deep friendship with any one. I have never felt anything so beautiful in my life compared to what she had given me. She was a perfect soul, a beautiful spirit, a beautiful energy. Thank you for making life exciting for me, giving me something to look forward too, thank you for caring about me worrying about me when no one else would of even noticed me. Now those memories come back and knock me and I can’t forget those. I cant understand why I feel like this now.
“I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.” ~ Charles Bukowski