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Why honesty is the best policy?

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I went to a Catholic school in 6th grade. Sister Alma, the school principal, told me honesty is the best policy when I told her I was lying to myself inside my head without knowing it. For some reason, that saying got stuck in my head for my whole life, and people tell me I’m the most honest person they ever met.

But why is honesty the best policy?

Because when you lie to yourself, you don’t know where you stand. You don’t know who you are or what you really like and don’t like. Honesty to other people is more of a gray area. Yes, it’s important to tell other people the truth, but it’s also okay to tell what is called a white lie, meaning a lie that is told to not hurt their feelings. However, a lie to yourself is never okay.

The nasty flaw in honesty

There is also a flaw in being totally honest with someone that has power over you for example your boss. If you finish and you tell him you’re done he’s just going to give you more work. Which will eventually lead to burn out. I haven’t discovered the solution to this problem if you have please let me know in the comments.

The benefits of honesty

The “benis” of honesty will be more aligned with your true purpose in life. Overall, you will be a more fulfilled and happy person in your personal relationship with yourself. People will respect and trust you more and be more helpful toward you.

Troubles avoidance

Most importantly, you will stay out of trouble with people and the law. It will lead to a much happier and more fulfilling life! Remember, honesty is the best policy..

Honesty is the best policy

I Thought I Needed Healing. I Actually Needed to Stop Searching

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Through my healing journey, I have listened to a lot of guided meditations on YouTube. I mean a lot—almost every night for at least 10 years. Some nights I’m falling asleep to a guided meditation, flying through space. Other nights I’m dealing with emotions and burdens from my past.


It has helped me tremendously to heal. I don’t know how it works, but it does.
Recently, I noticed that my mother lacked emotional empathy. The way it affected me is that I overthink and dwell on things too much. I have written many articles about this on this blog.


Today, I decided to face it by doing my own guided meditation. The way I do it is I close my eyes, I call in an angel or spirit guide, and I let my subconscious give me the answers I have locked inside.


I asked Archangel Raphael, the angel of emotional and spiritual well-being, to come in. Right when I thought of it, I saw him appear in my mind.


He started doing all kinds of amazing dances, and I immediately felt better. Then I said to him,
“I want to be healed. I don’t want to deal with the past and anger anymore. I want to let it go.”
He kept doing his amazing dances, and then I saw him stop, smile, and say, “Let your anger go. And every time you feel like working on yourself instead of doing something in the physical, tell yourself you are ‘found.’”


I saw a white light flash, and I opened my eyes.
Then I realized the prayer I said years ago, asking God to help me find what I was looking for, even though I didn’t know what I was trying to find.
I realized I need to stop looking and tell myself every time I try to find something or fix something inside of me that I have been found.

It’s okay.


I need to focus on the physical. I feel a lot better, and I feel healed. Good job, Archangel Raphael.

Woman staring at angel

Once you got it don’t look back

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When I was young, about 20 years old, I wanted to try something different. Although I was raised Roman Catholic, I went to see a psychic. I was scared, but I said, “Maybe he can help me.” Really, I wanted to see if it was true—to see if they could predict the future or tell me information that I didn’t know.

Although it was vague and didn’t really impress me, there was something that I remember to this day. He said, “I’m going to give you something so you can have anything you want in life. But once you get it, don’t look back.”

I really didn’t understand what that meant and didn’t really think about it until today. While browsing through the bookstore, I saw a book that said, “Don’t look back; you’ll trip over.”

How many times do we look back in life and think about what could have been and how our life could have turned out differently? Had we made this one decision differently or realized something sooner?

But what if we accept things as they are—the good, the bad, and the ugly? We truly would realize we are already rich and successful. We might not have as much money as Elon Musk or be as successful as Hulk Hogan, but that’s comparing, and comparison is the thief of joy.

So stop regretting, accept that what you have is already enough, and once you’ve got it, don’t look back.

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Why you should accept all the bad things people did to you

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I spent a lot of time reminiscing about all the bad things that people — even loved ones — did to me. From my so-called friends giving me bad advice just so they could feel better than me, to strangers taking advantage of me — and me letting it happen.

What you should do is close your eyes and imagine yourself on a beautiful mountaintop or at a beach with perfect weather. Then remember all those things you wish hadn’t happened to you — from the betrayals to the lies to the backstabbings.

Finally, accept them — and hug yourself; you will get your ultimate power back. You might even see why it happened — like I did. All the hurt and pain will finally make sense. From then on, move forward and tell yourself you won’t think about those things anymore.

Now you can move forward with new acceptance and understanding.

Dwelling on dwelling on dwelling

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I spent at least twenty years dwelling on dwelling—without even realizing that I was doing it. A large part of my days went into trying to figure out the one thing that stopped me from being successful. In talking with a friend, I finally realized that there is no single cause.

You have to understand: there is no trigger or source behind all of your problems. In fact, the search for that “one cause” only wastes time—and becomes another form of dwelling. What matters is focusing on the present moment and moving forward from there.

Buddhists, for example, use mantras such as “Om Mani Padme Hum”—repeating them to quiet the mind and avoid getting lost in useless thoughts. I’ve decided to try this myself, and I’ll let you know how it goes. One thing is certain: dwelling gets you nowhere.

The healing journey is over

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I’ve spent the last twenty years trying to heal from trauma and unhelpful thought patterns—struggling to see things as they truly are. I questioned everything about my reality: Why do I see things the way I do? How can I reframe them to see things differently?

For example, I asked myself: Why do I think money is evil? Is this something I truly believe, or is it a belief unconsciously passed down from my parents—something I accepted because I was too young to know any better? Is it really true that money is evil? How can I view it in a different light?

I spent weeks attending meditation retreats and participated in a wide range of spiritual gatherings and events—from Native American traditions to Wicca, from witchcraft to Christianity and Judaism.

Today, I realized something important: you can spend your whole life focused on self-improvement, always thinking there’s something wrong with you. But that’s life—perfection is impossible. Every time you overcome one challenge, another eventually appears. You can end up dwelling on everything and never truly living.

There is such a thing as over-healing—getting so caught up in fixing yourself that you forget to live. From now on, I’m going to focus on living and having fun—enjoying life and accepting that I am good enough and healed enough.

How people view time is how people live their life

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For the past 15 years, I spent much of my life trapped in the past. I replayed moments where people took advantage of me—business partners who used me, friends who were jealous, and those I trusted who gave me poor advice. It felt like every step I took, especially when it came to money or relationships, was guided by someone else’s hidden motives rather than my own best interest. I wasted so much energy dwelling on their actions, their betrayal, and their influence over my decisions.

Somewhere along the way, all that bitterness became a lens through which I viewed life. I used to see time as something beautiful—something to enjoy. Life was about fun, excitement, and experiences. But after being diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder, my perception began to change drastically. Life no longer felt light or playful. Time became heavy. It started to feel like pain. A constant weight. It wasn’t just the mental illness—it was everything I had gone through that seemed to confirm my suffering.

Schizoaffective disorder brought challenges I never expected. It blurred the lines between what was real and what was distorted by emotion or perception. I found myself questioning everything—my thoughts, my choices, even my memories. Add to that the feeling of being wronged by people I once trusted, and I spiraled into a space where time itself felt like punishment. I was no longer living—I was just surviving.

But today, something clicked. I realized that the way we view time is the way we view life. If I think of time as pain, then every day is going to hurt. If I see time as a burden, then life becomes one long burden. But what if I flip that idea? What if I start seeing time not as pain, not as something to get through, but as an opportunity? A space where I can grow, learn, and even have fun?

From this day forward, I’m choosing to see time as a combination of discipline and joy. I’m going to use it to build structure in my life—structure that helps me heal, become stronger, and stay focused. At the same time, I’m not going to forget that life is meant to be enjoyed. I don’t have to choose between discipline and happiness—they can coexist. In fact, when balanced, they bring out the best in each other.

No longer will I let the past define me. The people who misled me, used me, or tried to break me—they don’t own my time anymore. I do. I am the one who gets to decide how I spend each day. And I choose to spend it becoming better, becoming more whole, and finding new ways to enjoy life again, even with the challenges I face.

This realization is my turning point. It won’t be easy—some days will still be hard. But the difference now is that I finally understand that time isn’t my enemy. Time is my teacher. And I’m ready to learn, grow, and live again.

Story of how I lost my mind

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Background

It was around the age of 21 when everything began. I had just finished Branford Hall Career Institute for computer repair, but I wasn’t feeling like myself. Something felt off. I called a therapist, and they suggested I try meditation. I typed “meditation” into Google, and a place called Small Forest Temple came up. I gave them a call, and they said they had a class coming up on Wednesday.

From the moment I walked in, I loved what I was doing. It was a mix of martial arts, Tai Chi, and meditation. I had never meditated before in my life. They told me they could help me overcome the things holding me back and help me discover who I really am. I started going every Wednesday to meditate and practice with them.

I came from a troubled childhood — my parents argued constantly. I was sexually and mentally abused.

Meditating at the Temple

It was an amazing experience. I was learning a lot about myself through meditation and the philosophy classes. I was becoming more relaxed, and my life was starting to feel better. I even got a temp job at a major corporation, and things were looking up. One of my friends told me he thought I was in a cult, but I didn’t feel that way at all. After about a year of going to the temple, I decided to move in and make meditation a regular part of my life.

Hearing Voices, Mind Racing

Around that time, a lot of people moved out of the temple, and I ended up being there alone most days. I would spend my time meditating and practicing martial arts. Eventually, I started noticing that my mind was racing and I was hearing voices. At the time, I didn’t realize they were voices — I thought I was receiving insight from angels. It’s unfortunate, but there are a lot of books on shamanism that describe similar things happening to people who meditate deeply, so I didn’t think I was losing my mind. I honestly believed I was having a spiritual experience.

My teacher noticed something was off. He suggested I try meditating all night to see if I would feel better, because I didn’t seem like myself. After a while, I stopped listening to the teacher, and they eventually asked me to leave.

Driving Around with Stories in My Head

I didn’t go back home immediately. Instead, I ended up driving around for days. I don’t remember much, but I do remember the voices in my head telling me a story — that I was the reincarnation of a Buddhist monk who gets a chance every 10,000 years to break a karmic cycle. If I failed, I’d have to wait another 10,000 years to try again.

It felt like there was a battle going on in my mind between angels and demons. I was totally out of it. I didn’t know what was real or what to do. The voices told me not to go home, warning that something bad would happen if I did. Eventually, I went home anyway. My parents didn’t catch on at first. I ended up sleeping for days… then weeks… then months.

Getting Arrested

I was very confused and didn’t know what to do. So I decided to go back to the temple, hoping they might understand what was happening to me. Since they were healers, I thought maybe they could help me make sense of it all. But it didn’t go the way I expected — instead of helping me, they called the police. I was trespassed from the property.

Going to the Hospital

One day I woke up and knew something was wrong, so I decided to drive myself to the hospital. When I spoke to the intake nurse, I told her, “There’s something wrong with me.” She asked what was wrong, but I couldn’t explain it. I didn’t understand it myself. At the temple, they told me that most people wouldn’t understand spiritual experiences — only monks and people who meditate nonstop could truly relate.

Because of that, I didn’t know how to put it into words. I stood there, unable to explain what was going on in my mind. Eventually, I just said, “Never mind. I’m okay now,” and left. I went back home.

Getting in a Fight with My Dad

My parents still hadn’t realized something was seriously wrong with me. One day, they asked me to come with them to the beach. On the way there, I started hearing voices again. The voices told me that my dad was the devil. I was completely lost in my mind at that point — I believed it.

We were sitting in the car, and I was in the passenger seat. Out of nowhere, I turned and started choking him. I thought I was doing something necessary… but really, I was out of control.

Ending Up in the Mental Institution

Eventually, my sister ended up driving me to the emergency room, and that’s when they admitted me to a mental hospital. I remember asking one of the doctors, “Is God going to heal me?” She replied, “There is no God here — only science.” I don’t remember much else from my time in the hospital, but that moment really stayed with me. Her words made me feel sad and hopeless.

Years later, when I looked over my hospital records, I saw that it said I was constantly calling the hospital priest and asking for an exorcism.

Recovery

After I got out of the mental hospital, they put me on medication that made the voices and delusions go away. Right after my release, I was going to a clinic five times a week for three hours a day. Recovery was a slow, exhausting process. In the beginning, I was on twelve different medications, and I couldn’t function at all.

My sister kept coming with me to the appointments, telling the doctors, “He doesn’t need all of this medication.” Eventually, when they lowered it down to one medication, I started remembering things again and functioning better.

But for years, I couldn’t tell whether what I experienced was a spiritual awakening… or a mental breakdown.

Hard to Accept

Even now, it’s hard to accept that I’ve been diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. There’s so much that science doesn’t explain. I’ve read stories and books about people who’ve had spiritual experiences — are they all just crazy?

When Jesus meditated in the desert for 40 days and 40 nights and faced the devil… was he delusional? I don’t know. Some days, I believe I had a spiritual experience. Other days, I believe I’m just sick. Maybe one day, I’ll know the truth.

How I Deal With It Now

These days, I spend a lot of time lying around. I’m on disability, and I often find myself wondering what really happened to me. I still take medication. I’m on my own now — functional, for the most part — but I’m not the same person I used to be.

Mental illness can happen to anyone. So the next time you feel like laughing at someone struggling, remember: it could just as easily happen to you. And if it did, how would you want to be treated?

If you’ve read my story, I’d appreciate if you left a comment. I’d love to hear your thoughts, insights, or perspectives — maybe you’ve been through something similar. Maybe you can help me see things in a new light.

Sit with the pain or feeling

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When I was in my twenties, I attended a seminar on how to deal with addiction. During the seminar, a gentleman in his forties shared his story about his battle with heroin addiction. He spoke candidly about his struggles and the methods he had tried to overcome his dependency. The most effective approach, he said, was learning to sit with the feeling—acknowledging it, locating where it resided in his body, and simply being present with it.

What he meant was not running away from the craving, not suppressing it, and certainly not acting on it. Instead, he advised sitting with the sensation, even if it was just for a few seconds. Those few seconds mattered, he explained, because they represented a moment of triumph—a moment where you chose not to act on the craving or the urge.

Years later, when I decided to quit smoking cigarettes, I used the very same technique. Whenever the craving hit, I would sit with it, allowing myself to fully experience the sensation without giving in. Sometimes I could manage to sit with the craving for five minutes; other times, I pushed myself to hold out for an hour. It wasn’t easy, but over time, I noticed that my willpower began to strengthen.

Little by little, those moments of resistance added up. Each time I sat with the craving, I felt a small victory, and eventually, my determination grew strong enough to quit altogether. As of today, I’ve been smoke-free for 11 days, and I feel a deep sense of accomplishment knowing that I overcame one of the toughest battles of my life using this simple yet powerful technique.

Why being in the present is so important

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Mindfulness is the most important skill that you can develop. Mindfulness is the act of focusing on the present moment. Whenever your mind wanders off, bring it back to the now, and don’t think about the past or the future; think about the current task.

It is where your power is, and you can accomplish the most. If you wander off thinking while working on something, you will lose focus, and it won’t come out as good. Or you won’t finish the task at all.

Some people waste many years of their lives being stuck on an issue. For example, ” I should have gone to college” or ” I can’t believe my girlfriend cheated on me.” They waste years replying to the same stories in their mind without moving on and focusing on what matters, which is the now.

The best parts of my life were practicing meditation and being in the moment minute by minute. Things just flowed and fell into place. Meditation helps you be in the moment by following your breath. For every exhale, count to 10. For every Inhale, count to 5. Whenever a distracting thought comes, focus on what’s in front of you and dismiss the distracting thought.

Another form that helps you to be in the moment is a Buddhist mantra, for example,
“Om mani padi umm”
These words make no sense; however, when said repeatedly in your mind, they help you be in the present. They also help to get rid of the things you have been stuck on in your mind, knowingly or unknowingly.

The benefits of staying in the present moment are incredible. You will find yourself not only being more productive but also calmer. There is also a Buddhist spiritual aspect of being In the present.

A seeker asked a Zen master for the secret to enlightenment. The master handed him a stone and said, “Find its value.” Days later, the seeker returned, puzzled. Smiling, the master asked, “What weighs more, your thoughts of the stone or the stone itself?” In that instant, the seeker realized enlightenment was seeing things as they are, not as he wished them to be, and in this simplicity, he found peace.

Supposedly, if you stay in the present for a long time, you will break away from your karma and reach a state of enlightenment. That is the Zen Buddhism perspective.

Even though perfect enlightenment might not be your goal, there has been proven research that shows mindfulness leads to less stress and better overall well-being.