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the-clumsywitch · 2 years
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Everyone Has the Potential to Be Toxic
One word I often see tossed around in the spiritual community is toxic, as in, toxic person or toxic energy. Which it is the right of whoever is using that term to use it however they see fit. But please remember that nearly all of us have either been toxic at some point by someone's standards of toxicity. Or have the capacity to be toxic, none of us are perfect no matter how woo woo we may be.
There is a Bible scripture that sums this up perfectly (even though I'm not Christian) "You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye."
- Matthew 7:5
I interpret this as, deal with your own stuff, lead by example, then come back to help (not judge) that person you notice a perceived negative trait in. This is not to say that you must stay in contact or interact with someone you perceive to be toxic. It just means consider not staying around people or talking about them just to constantly point out that they are toxic. This goes for yourself too, if there is something that you find toxic about yourself and you are actively working on improving. Show yourself some kindness and stop constantly pointing that negative trait out in yourself. You deserve the same kindness from yourself that you are told you should give to others. 💗
- Erika, The Clumsy Witch
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tears-that-heal · 10 months
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I just had a random epiphany at It’s about 4am. I was already awake cause my sleeping habits are a complete mess. It doesn’t help that Philomena is visiting . (menstrual cycle) It’s during these times that I wish most to meet with a therapist.
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Normally, It bothers me a lot whenever I sense that I’m not being heard or misunderstood. That has been an issue since my childhood. Because of that I came to believe something was wrong with me till my early adulthood. It wasn’t until my Christian faith became a huge priority in my life and in time I learned to see the true me; that God made me to be. Not a victim to world around me. As I’ve grown in my walk with Jesus, the gut feeling of being not heard and misunderstood keeps coming to surface.
Through the years I’ve tried so hard to communicate as articulate as possible. I know now that I can overly explain myself, but it seems it has been to little benefit. It’s frustrating just thinking about it cause this was issue in loosing my last job. Well, I’ve definitely come to a conclusion that most people don’t listen to understood, but only to respond back. It seems the practice of listening is almost a lost art in our society.
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I say almost because it still lives in the study and practice of Psychology. A Therapist applies these principles on the daily. This is completely why I so desire to have a therapist. They Listen intently! I wish I had people close to me with this skill, but reality is I don’t. *sigh*
Dearest Lord, please provide me with opportunity to see with a therapist. I don’t want to burden my love ones with my worries or concerns on my life and mental health. I need your strength and wisdom always. I love you Jesus with all my heart! Amen
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thedeviantpariah · 1 year
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No, but really, I know a lot of so-called “Christians” can be jerks, but I wanna share an experience that happened to me the other day.
I’ve always been respectful to everyone I can, regardless of race, religion, gender, etc. I know that being a straight, white, Christian male, everyone expects me to be the stereotypical asshole, but I’d still like the same respect I show. I was eating dinner with my family at Red Lobster, and when our food came, we did what we always do, and held hands and prayed over our food. Next to us we’re two girls I knew nothing about nor did I even particularly notice. In the middle of our prayer, one of them came over and began loudly speaking at us, and even knocked on our table saying “Hey! Excuse me! Hey, could you stop that?”
We paused and looked up, worried something might be wrong, but before we could even inquire what was the issue, we were verbally assaulted, being called “Hateful bigots” and “Stupid motherfuckers” because our “kind” didn’t accept them for who they were and that we “wanted them to burn in hell”. We didn’t respond with hostility, but went back to our prayer, though I will admit my mother spoke a bit louder, though whether that was too be heard over the woman or her way of striking back, I don’t know. When we finished, she just let out a frustrated sigh/ughh and went back to her table and talked about “our kind” for about 80% of the night.
I won’t go into a lengthy opinion on this, but I don’t judge any group for this, but on an individual basis, just be respectful of someone, even if they’re normally of the type that you’d judge prematurely. I don’t force my beliefs on you, and I respect yours. Please give me the same courtesy.
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April 3rd updates:
I did cry yesterday and I was thinking wow what a good start to my birthday month. it wasn’t a good start at all. April is the month I was born. it’s spring! I feel winter and spring affect me a lot which I have notice. I also feel a lot depressed, sad, crying, me not eating, and I can’t sleep. 
my life is a mess. I know wherever I am, this is where I am in my life that I have to focus is my hygiene and my depression. life can be difficult as well. my mom is always asking why didn’t I make an doctor appointment or make a therapy sessions which is seriously not helpful for me! both of my parents don’t understand at all! my dad assumes way unexpected things from me. I was thinking problem solving why would my parents hurt me when they both say they love me and care about me. I was also thinking shouldn’t a family members say they love me shouldn’t hurt the person and shouldn’t say these unhelpful things. my mom should seriously ask what days are you available for hygiene, doctor, and therapy sessions which are helpful. sometimes I might don’t feel like it, when my body don’t feel like it is not ready yet, and I might not have motivation. the most helpful is the time and space for hygiene. there are a lot of things they both can search on their phone. you might think wow that was mean of you, oh wow you just roast your parents, you might have a difficult life living with your parents with mental illness, and etc. I don’t need judgemental and hurtful things that is coming to my way! 
I have been sleeping all day today. I haven’t even come out of my room yet. I just lock myself in my room all day. I had done this before. I haven’t eat all day either. 
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idk if I imagined it, but I could have sworn this guy ran his finger up my forearm in the club last night and it has me like...sir... if you were curious and wanted to pull me aside to talk you could have asked. 
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notesfromastranger · 1 year
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A Step Forward or a Jump Back?
I’m always telling myself that I need to do more. That little voice inside my head never seems to be satisfied. At work I need to be making more calls and scheduling more meetings, I need to be writing more.. what I’m doing doesn’t seem to be enough and recently I’ve even been catching myself at yoga. Yoga used to be my escape. A place I came in order to just be but now I was on my mat judging my practice. So as I laid there in shavasana I had to remind myself to just be. I needed to let go of anything that may or may not have happened and just appreciate the fact that I was laying on this mat, dripping in sweat. Of course there is nothing wrong with wanting more for myself but I cannot be in this state all the time. It is absolutely exhausting not to be content and in the moment with things. Here I am, living and breathing and taking steps forward. This must be enough sometimes. I need to show myself kindness. Afterall, isn’t that what yoga is all about?  
Ever since I decided that I wanted to sign up for yoga teacher training, I feel as though the peace and the simple pleasure of it had faded. I fell in love with yoga because it connected me to myself and allowed me to be content with just showing up, doing my best and then feeling accomplished at the end. The reason why I decided to do teacher training in the first place was for a personal challenge and a learning experience. Teaching yoga was never my dream and at first I had inquired about only doing a certain amount of hours so that I could simply learn without the pressure. When I brought this idea to my therapist, she got excited and said “ why not just do the full course!”. She herself had gone through it and highly recommended it as something to just have in my back pocket. I got excited with her but somehow this altered the way I now approached my yoga experience. It was no longer a place of non judgment to myself but instead a place where I was now critiquing every little thing and never satisfied at the end of class. The wonderment and the magic seems to have blurred. My freedom seemed to be taken with confining bars in its place. 
Today I learned that teacher training is a whopping 3k for a 200 hour course. I am definitely not in a position to afford this right now and so the decision was made for me. Although a little disappointed at first, my perspective quickly changed during yoga class tonight. It didn’t feel as confining and I was quieting that voice of judgment. I think I may be on my way to rediscovering why I connected with this art form in the first place.
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archcacao · 1 year
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katfreee · 2 years
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#georgecooley
Today's reflection,
I'm not what I think I am.
I'm not what you think I am.
I am, what I think, you think I am.
A perception of a perception of ourselves ~
Dealing with how people view us.
Realizing what others think of you is an illusion.
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arts4therapy · 2 years
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Images from some of the artworks from our Arts on Prescription Art Therapy Group in Pennington. Organised by @hart_charity @teamhartworks. We have reached week 9. With the themes, inspired by the natural world, of strength, resilience and the will to keep going despite being judged. #arttherapy #nonjudgemental #resilience #safety #expression #empowerment (at Lymington and Pennington) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdyigplKcxz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ambivertminds21 · 2 years
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Struggles 😔
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foursaints · 3 months
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I had to follow you for your description of Evan as the most autistic person you’d ever meet. I love you already.
omg i love you too 🤍 but yes!!! autistic evan!! i think fandom in general has a habit of hcing characters as autistic and deciding it just means “has a passionate interest” or w/e but like. i want to see an evan who is low empathy and goes nonverbal and is super picky for sensory reasons and genuinely struggles with understanding other people and doesn’t have many close relationships because of it…. and barty who just thinks he’s enchanting like he never questions why evan acts the way he does he just immediately does whatever he wants
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thedevilscarnival · 16 days
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still absolutely fucking gobsmacked that mr howard wrote an entire short story where johannes sees potential futures for himself and one of them is a woman. how do you expect me to take anything from this besides transgender. completely normal thing to write for your definitely cis character.
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kurjakani · 2 months
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God give me the strenght 2 deal w mutuals who spampost haz been on my dash until this momentary wave dies down
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gothmods · 2 months
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I do really enjoy that every character in dunmeshi has things they need to work on in terms of like socially and emotionally and that how that impacts their relationships with each other is such a central part of the story
Like ultimately to me its such a character driven story in a way that feels very applicable i guess to me at this point in life
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eievuimultimuse · 5 months
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@eyeknowmayhem | CONTINUED.
     NIGHT ALWAYS HAD been when Fintacea was most active. It was simply easier — gave her plenty of shelter, plenty of shadow to hide in. Generally less activity out on the water, save for the occasional group that enjoyed a midnight boat ride. Overall, she felt so much freer to do as she pleased during the night, able to swim near the surface without fear of getting caught by humans.  ( Maybe one day she’ll move past that fear, but that’s certainly not happening tonight. Not anytime soon either, most likely. )  While the city might be known as ‘the city that never sleeps,’ she found the sea to be significantly QUIETER. It meant that she got to enjoy a little bit of peace, outside of the usual bustle of the daylight hours.
     It also meant that any noise that was there could travel very easily and very far. And oh, the SINGING that she heard definitely carried.
     She gravitated in its direction at once. Normally, she would be a little more tentative about this sort of thing, but she knew it’d be fine. She knows who’s singing, and they’re on good terms  ( and, besides, they’re both mutants; that was most of the reason she started speaking with him in the first place ), so it’s all good. The stealth with which she swims is so second nature to her, she never thinks to maybe alert others of her presence rather than sneaking up on them as she does with Ray. She doesn’t even acknowledge the yelp that escapes him when she suddenly pops up out of nowhere  ( makes ya’ wonder if she may just be oblivious to the fact that she has that effect on others… ). She just takes one look at him, and seeing that he looks  ( and also SOUNDS )  incredibly stressed, suggests that he should relax.
     “ I think you kinda do, though, when you say that. Know what I’m talking about, I mean, “ she responds to his denial. Not in a way that’s sarcastic or anything like that; actually, she’s quite earnest. Mostly just— voicing her observations.
     She moves closer to the dock, extending her claws to grip onto the edge before pulling herself up just enough to fold her arms on it. Her legs dangle lazily behind her, her ‘flippers’ barely poking out of the water.  ( Funny how she always opts to stick to the water, in spite of the fact that she’s now perfectly capable of sitting or standing on the dock if she wanted to. )
     “ Oh, don’t worry about it, I literally just showed up. I was actually hanging out way over there— “ She gestures towards the direction, though it might not mean a whole lot considering she’s gesturing to open water. But still, one could kinda get the sense that she was not all that close originally. “ But you sounded like you were having a pretty serious jam session, so I figured I’d pop in. “ That’s a nice way of putting it; frankly, it sounds like the guy’s trying to BLOW UP HIS LUNGS with the level of INTENSITY he’s singing at. But !  She digresses.
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“ Seriously though, you sound like you’re going through it. Are you going through it ? “
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