Tag: Life Coach
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The Waiting Game…
Of course, I know what I mean by “The Waiting Game.” However, looking at the date of my last post, evidently, it also applies to me sitting my ass down to once again regale you fine folks with my thoughts on thriving beyond trauma. The last post doesn’t really count because I mostly just copied-and-pasted…
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Tackling Trauma
Oh no… he used the “T” word! Yes, young Bucky, I did. And here is your trigger warning for what may follow… Since this fucking blog represents itself as various rants regarding thriving beyond trauma, and I’ve written 40 some-odd (mostly odd) posts about that, perhaps we’re due to discuss this trauma business. There are…
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Surrender to Win
I used to have an AA sponsor who often said he was waving his little white flag. I’ve also heard that surrendering is not admitting defeat, but choosing to join the winning side. Now whether you want to be restrained or not by such social constructs as winning and losing (since we live in a…
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The Miracles of Marriage and Motorcycles
Strap in folks! You are about to go for one hell of a ride! This week in the life and times of yours truly some major shit has gone down! Okay, okay… Enough fucking around (also what she said). Let’s try to get a coherent thought out that doesn’t contain profanity or a euphemism. Hmmmm….…
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Adventures in Domestication
They say (whoever they are) cats domesticate humans, not the other way around. Dogs, on the other hand, give it up for anyone. They just ooze love and attention. But cats require a certain je ne sais quoi… A certain finesse. As for yours truly, I lend myself to the feline purrrsuasion. Not that it’s…
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Letting In Love
Oh shit… Now the boy’s gonna tell us what he thinks about love. Yes, young Bucky, that’s exactly what the fuck I intend to do! [interlaces fingers and cracks his knuckles awaiting words to spew forth] Lucky for you the clothes dryer just went off so I have a few more minutes to let the…
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Titleless Blog
Yes, “titleless” is not a word except I just typed it and so now it is. Aren’t words fun? 😜 It begs the question as to whether it matters what words we use, spelled incorrectly or not, as long as you know what I fucking mean… Right? At least, that’s what I’ll keep telling myself.…
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You Call This a Storm?
Yes, young Bucky… this is a storm of epic proportions! This morning I woke up at 4:30am for my first day at my new tree job and was immediately greeted by a thunderclap that shook the house. In the distance, I could hear a car alarm going off. My first thought when I heard my…
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Put Up or Shut Up!
Okay, bitches… And I mean that in the most affectionate way possible. Really. It’s a term of endearment and not pointed at any particular gender in this context. Maybe as a cis-male, (and a white one at that – d’oh!) I haven’t earned (nor ever will) the right use that term? But today I’m feeling…
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