There’s a difference between the definition of happiness and the definition of joy. It’s valuable to be aware of this because when things get tough, logic might want you to default to despair, or utter sadness or worse, you might think you have to choose between hardship and joy, or support and separation, or light
If you know how you truly want to feel in your life — then you’ve got to hook that awareness up to some action. Like so: What are you going to do this week, today, now, to feel the way you want to feel? Taking responsibility for generating your core desired feelings is one of
I can’t help you. Not really. No matter how much insight or sweat I give, the effects of my giving are not my call to make. I have nothing to do with someone receiving my love — it’s the choice of the loved. You + me: Spring and Courage in Washington, DC. I’m keynoting The
My Name is Danielle, and I am a recovering potentiality addict. Used to be that if I could see potential in a situation (and I see it everywhere), I couldn’t keep my mouth shut about it. I couldn’t keep my hands off of it or my heart out of it. I’d want to knock down
“If I believe that I need others’ approval, I’ve already turned my back on myself.” – Kate Swoboda, YourCourageousLife.com I spoke at a university event and asked the student organizer what she was going to school for. “Oh, finance,” she answered. “So working with numbers really lights you up then?” I said. She
I was at the gate. The view was spectacular. “I can see it!” I said. “Can you see it?” I said. You said, “You read too much into things.” I was at the gate. My legs ached for that field. “Let’s run!” I said. You said, “But we just got here.” I limped to the
You will meet the person of your dreams. You will hit your sales targets. You will get the gig. And … you will want more. Deeper love. Greater profit. Further reach. Always wanting more. And you will get it. And … you will want more. The new experience, the higher high, the next idea, the
I travelled to Dharamshala, India with six friends to meet with The Dalai Lama. It was cell-altering and heart-expanding. (The story is here.) The week before our arrival, there had been a horrible event in which some monks were murdered — most shockingly, by other monks. The story was on everyone’s mind and in our
I’m committed to doing what I can this lifetime to alleviate suffering. I’m here to be helpful. I pray to be useful. And… I don’t believe that I can really help anyone. Not really. This isn’t a sad song, I’m not drawing the blinds or wearing all black. To the contrary — this is an
It all started with a tweet and a Facebook posting. “Dear Life,” I typed. “Thank you for… ” and I listed off what stirred me that day: Democracy. Vancouver. Incredible girlfriends. My iPhone. It felt good, so I kept it up. I expressed gratitude on days that I wished weren’t as hard as they were.
