How to Stop Self-Sabotaging — Pointless Overthinking

This week I touched on something personal—self-sabotage. It’s omnipresent yet assailable, hard to recognize yet impossible to forget. It’s the inner voice in your head holding you back. I’ts the self doubt, it’s the brick on your imbalanced scale of emotional equanimity. You’re mentally drained, and you’re doing it to yourself. Let’s become aware, take…

Mocha Angels 365. Day 36.

Originally posted on Ms. Mocha Angel:
“……my therapist taught me, “Everything in moderation, except joy.” As I looked back over my life, I began to understand that my joy, indeed my very existence, depends on me inhaling goodness unapologetically.” – “Sharing ‘Good Vibes’ Only Can Save Your Life” by Danielle Young (link to full article…

Fear Setting For the Future — Pointless Overthinking

By Ellen Jayne | Traditionally a taboo topic, fear is rarely discussed; however, this new exercise called fear setting can actually help you measure your fears and develop your dreams through them, not around them. Fear Setting For the Future — Pointless Overthinking Happy February friends! The month of love, most importantly self-love. What better way…

Mastering Your Morning Momentum — Pointless Overthinking

We can’t control countless components of life, but we’d be childish to let the chunks we can change cascade through the cracks. So, where do we start? At the beginning. Mastering Your Morning Momentum — Pointless Overthinking Check out my post about mastering a morning routine which will enable you to thrive for your day, instead…

How to Love the Repetition of Life — Pointless Overthinking

*BEEEEP* your alarm clock abruptly rings at 6:00 am for the fifth time this week, the umpteenth time of your career. Begrudgingly, you maneuver off your mattress to make your coffee, commute to work, and whether it’s a good day or bad day at work, it doesn’t really matter. They’ve all started to fade together…

Capacity: The Key to Creativity

Walking underneath the canopy of orange trees, a tart scent of citrus engulfed me as I ambled through the pomegranate-lined streets. I peered up to see the snow capped mountains of the Sierra Nevada graciously guarding the of gem of Andalucia—Granada. I just finished my first week living in my new home in a new country, and I knew something needed to change.