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Remember, you said Yes to this.
The Cure for the Emotional Flu
Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.
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Remember, you said Yes to this.

by Danielle LaPorte

I'm climbing on my second airplane of the day to get to a gig. Flights…heels…luggin' my stuff thru Chicago O'Hare, inwardly bitching about how bitchy the security people are. "Is my apple really a threat to national security?" "Are you really going to make that very tired lady holding the crying baby walk back through the X-ray cancer machine just to take off her belt?" I mean, really. Authority issues aside…

I realize that my mood is directly affected by my awareness of this fact: I said Yes to most everything that's in my life.

Yes—I want this. Yes—bring it on. Yes—I'm up for this.

I drill down the layers of my choices in that moment:

I chose to take this flight; in fact, I booked this flight myself.
I chose to do the speaking gig. In fact, I'm really honoured to get on that stage.
I chose this career—with intention and passion.
And this, this line up, this hassle, this, whatever it is at the moment, this is part of my choice.

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The Cure for the Emotional Flu

by James Altucher

Kids just left, and I miss them. A rusty nail scratched my chest. Ouch.

My head hurts. Goodbye, I miss you.

On Facebook, everyone seems happy. Like the world had a party and didn't invite me. I was available.
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Oh, and now "Bob" doesn't speak to me anymore because I'm anti-war. Twenty years of friendship down the drain. I argued with him once on GChat all night.

I was sure he'd see things my way. It hurt my head. My head was crying.

Claudia came down. She looked good in her nightgown. She was like, "You have to get to sleep." And I was like, "But we've been friends for over twenty years!"

My shoulders scrunched together. My eyes squinting. Ready to type.

She said, "no you haven't been" and turned around and went back to sleep.

Well…I'm right.

Dammit.

Every day, there's something. Something I'm afraid of. Someone I'm worried for. Someone who does me wrong. Someone who is stabbing me in the back.

I can't...

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Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.

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