Tag Archives: psychology

ghosts

I See Dead People: How To Deal With Defunct Relationships

Have you ever wondered how you determine the quality and importance of the relationships you have with people in your life? (I just ‘know’ is not good enough here.) r

how to succeed

What Animals Can Teach Us About Reaching Our Goals

You might think that the reason I chose such a title was to grab your attention but the truth is that several experiments have been conducted on animals with the purpose of discovering how the brain works and how the results can be used to improve humans life.

Many animals have similar systems to the ones we have, and by applying the results of some of the experiments done on animals to human beings have uncovered several methods of improving human life. r

fear

WORDS THAT OVERCOME FEAR II

I noted the role fear plays in creating illness. I highlighted the major role of particularly guilty industries: the pharmaceutical companies, politicians, insurance companies and the news and advertising media, to name just five. These are entities that go out of their way to create a culture of fear to sell their products.

Because it is not a one-way street, however, this is not the whole story. Here in FEAR II, I outline the role we play in putting our self at the mercy of fear and dread and the personal responsibility we must own to manage these feelings. If you are interested, I explain this in greater detail, with clinical examples, in my book. r

jigsaw puzzle

The Most Common Pitfalls in Problem Solving

As a graduating engineer myself, I have often found myself hard pressed to solve a particular problem. Everyone experiences these kinds of situations more or less frequently, and even though every single mind has its methods and nuances in how it approaches problem solving in general, there are common pitfalls that everyone seems to fall into. r

power of words

5 Reasons Your Life Will Improve Through Writing

Before I began to write, I didn’t fully understand the effects of the past on the present. Instead, for years, the past appeared in my mind’s eye like faded black-and-white photographs, in which no one, especially me, seemed to be fully alive. r