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Esteem: Know what you want and fight for it.

Guitele Chernitzky




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I think the issue of self-esteem is a very exploited, is the central theme of an impressive number of books, I think makes them keep the business of printing, but is not criticizing that, on the contrary, in spite of all that has been said, I share what I heard on W Radio, in issuing the June 23, 2009 by Martha Debayle, and his guest Dr. Guitele Chernitzky . The first thing we say is: "Self-esteem is: Know what you want and fight for it."
Guitele
is characterized by being very specific in what he says, mentions that both it mentions is "love yourself" is not more correct to describe this but instead is based on a pyramid.



Breaking down each of the concepts, Guitele says:

Self-concept: how I conceive? I think of it as something valuable ... I think of as an ant ... , very careful here, because since small, we can be doing this self-image in our children by telling them: flea, chicken, monkey ...

Auto-image: Where am I positioned myself, better or worse than others . It is not where the others put me where I've put me mentally.

Self-knowledge: It tells a story where a student asks the head of the bedroom to wake him at 6:30 am because it has a very important consideration, but asks another favor, to be awakened at 7: 00 am This means that he knows will fall asleep, ignores their knowledge and not promised himself to do something that you know today can not meet .

Auto-respect: Once we know ourselves, we must respect what we, as an example at a party we are committed to making a lot of homework and then we upset about all the work we are doing, when, if, before we had said no, we want to respect our peace would prevent such disorder.

SELF: is the crown of the pyramid, all other parts of this will make shaping our self-esteem.

Our self-esteem is first created, then strengthen it, this is extremely important, because if this is our weak point, we'll be at the mercy of anyone, handling of other beings will have an effect on us and we we are giving our power to someone else.

When a person violates another's self-esteem, you do so little by little, it is measured, never fully enters first, measuring whether there is fertile ground, I melt in your Achilles heel, and who know what is going to make a game of "Give and Take Away" which gives intermittent reinforcement , gives a sweet and then gets you down.

This is finally going to receive the lessons of life, but tells us Guitele "This is not to learn the lesson, the lesson is appropriate"

And finally transfer some statements that she mentioned to help us in our thoughts for the strengthening of Self-Esteem:

"Anything that goes against my mind, body and spirit, NOT NEGOTIABLE "

" I make requests in a way that I feel I deserve that these are fulfilled "

" I reject requests for an easier way now because, I admit it I reject the petition, not the person "

"I forgive and release myself from guilt, how I was exposed and I did not know a halt"

"Life is wonderful and I'm going to live the best I can and I will correct what is preventing me do it"

Well, I hope some of these things will serve them for this week and for life.

I send as always, with affection, a hug.

Sources:
Radio Program on Martha Debayle W Radio.

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my every thought I
air rises and cold heat
I
screams mixed joys unknown

peaceful I filled it overflows intelligence

Stalls
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chest
stink odors flavors
widen hurt me
tears of salt to make sweet syrupy
dark escape me I

darken the windows looks out the sun in the middle of my house becomes dark

the garden bed is soft
my eyes open for me
sleepless in the middle of the night
me
cuddle and sleep with open eyes ...


... I have the body of monkey eyes

monkey monkey laughter
for monkeys breathing air as meals

monkey jumped like a monkey
river like a monkey
jump like a monkey squealed as
monkey
me ashamed of being man or woman
have been naughty or bad
want to humanity
those born as I
with soul and brain end
I prefer to be
mono and reirle
the Universe! ...

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Ode to Pablo Neruda's book ... my respect, my admiration ... a little more ... the beating of my heart ...

Ode to Pablo Neruda's book ... my respect, my admiration ... a little more ... the beating of my heart ... Ode to the Book

I

Book, when you close
open life.
hear choppy

cries in ports.
copper ingots
crossing the sands, down to
Tocopilla.
is night.
Among the islands our ocean

throbs with fish.
touches the feet, thighs,
calcareous ribs
of my country.
All night hits its shores
and daylight dawns

singing as if waking up a guitar.
I called the coup
the ocean. To me
called me the wind, and Rodriguez
calls me
José Antonio,
received a telegram
union "Mina"
and she, the one I love
(I will not tell his name),
Bucalemu I expected.
Book, you have not been
paper,
not filled me
typography, prints
celestial

could not bind my eyes,
I leave you to settle in the trees
with hoarse family of my song,
work
burning metals or to eat
roast by the fire in the mountains.
I love books
explorers, books
forest or snow,
depth or sky but


hate spider
book in which thought
was having poisonous
wire to get tangled there
surrounding juvenile and fly.
Book, set me free.
I do not want to dress
volume
I come from a volume,

my poems have not eaten poems, eat

passionate events,
feed on weather, food

extracted from the earth and men.
Book, let me walk the roads
with dust in my shoes and without
mythology:
back to your library,
I'm going through the streets. I

learned about life of life, love
I learned from a single kiss,
and I could not teach anyone anything
but what I experienced, as I
in common with other men
as I struggled with them:
as expressed by all in my song.


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beautiful
book
minimum forest,

sheet after sheet, smells

your role
by element
you
morning and evening,
cereal,
oceanic
in your old pages
bear hunters, bonfires

near the Mississippi,

canoes in the islands, later


roads and amines,
revelations
people
insurgents
Rimbaud as a wounded

bloody fish beating in the mud, and

beauty of brotherhood,
stone by stone the castle rises
human
pains that weave
firmness
solidarity actions ,
book

hidden pocket in pocket
,

underground lamp,
red star. We


poets

walkers explore
the world,
on every door we were greeted
life

participate in the earthly struggle.
What was our victory?
A book,
a book full of contacts
human
shirts, a book

without solitude, with men
and tools, a book

is victory.
Lives and falls
like all fruits,
not only light,
not only
shadow
off,
loses its leaves

lost in the streets,
slumps to the ground.
Poetry Book
tomorrow,
again becomes

to have snow or moss

on your pages so that treads
or eyes
be recording tracks
:

again tell us about the world's

springs into the thicket,
high trees,

planets polar
and
man on the road,
in new ways, advancing

in the jungle,
in water,
in heaven,
in solitude naked navy man


discovering the latest secrets,
the
man
returning with a book,
el cazador de vuelta
con un libro,
el campesino
arando
con un libro.

Ode to the Book

When I close a book
I open life.
I hear
faltering cries
among harbours.
Copper ignots
slide down sand-pits
to Tocopilla.
Night time.
Among the islands
our ocean
throbs with fish,
touches the feet, the thighs,
the chalk ribs
of my country.
The whole of night
clings to its shores, by dawn
it wakes up singing
as if it had excited a guitar.

The ocean's surge is calling.
The wind
calls me
and Rodriguez calls,
and Jose Antonio--
I got a telegram
from the "Mine" Union
and the one I love
(whose name I won't let out)
expects me in Bucalemu.

No book has been able
to wrap me in paper,
to fill me up
with typography,
with heavenly imprints
or was ever able
to bind my eyes,
I come out of books to people orchards
with the hoarse family of my song,
to work the burning metals
or to eat smoked beef
by mountain firesides.
I love adventurous
books,
books of forest or snow,
depth or sky
but hate
the spider book
in which thought
has laid poisonous wires
to trap the juvenile
and circling fly.
Book, let me go.
I won't go clothed
in volumes,
I don't come out
of collected works,
my poems
have not eaten poems--
they devour
exciting happenings,
feed on rough weather,
and dig their food
out of earth and men.
I'm on my way
with dust in my shoes
free of mythology:
send books back to their shelves,
I'm going down into the streets.
I learned about life
from life itself,
love I learned in a single kiss
and could teach no one anything
except that I have lived Something in common with
Among Men,
When fighting with Them, Their
When Saying all say in my song.

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the end it is before my eyes
with
The upside down ...

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How do I do?, If indeed the head is off the hook
gravity no longer exists
can not even open his mouth
or you can hear the hunger guts

How do I? if indeed we have come from the orbits
galaxies known
cold, sticky

if chilling cold and not cut so much
and heat and not burn so much

How do I do if I've noticed as
Coehlo in his writings ...
that the madman is not crazy
and the sane is far to be ...

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self-fulfilling prophecy. Mary and her grandson



Hello All:

doubt that football generates inspiration in people. At the recent World Cup the sport that we just passed an octopus guess we said who would be the next winner of the match scheduled. But for Mexicans certainly not necessary to any octopus that, in the game that the MNT was against Argentina, to see two large branches prediction people on the game, the first entry know that the selection was going to lose (and the most frequently mentioned), and second, to wait and have faith that a miracle (the least mentioned).

After the final, we see a selection that comes with a good job in the final, which had not previously come together, and also the famous octopus Paul says they were going to win, even when they played against one of the world's strongest selections. And finally, the octopus seems that he was right and won Spain.

There is a story called "self-fulfilling prophecy" that round emails and some blogs, which is attributed to Gabriel García Márquez , where a woman earlier in the day he tells his son that something terrible will happen and your child says it to a friend and others, and his round around the town makes a disaster happens in the village. Annex link to read it completely:

http://psicoletra.blogspot.com/2009/10/un-ejemplo-de-profecia-autocumplida-o.html

self-fulfilling prophecy is a prediction that, Once done, is itself the cause of that reality. Well, perhaps the above is not the case, but it seems that most of the Mexicans made a prediction that autocumplió, or tentacles octopus touched not only the English flag, but their attitude.

Now that we are doing things that sooner or later prophecies are fulfilled, as the case of women who will insist that their husbands are unfaithful and are always in search of details without her husband so far has been well, until, tired of so much persecution ends up being unfaithful ...

always have to be careful with the things we fear, for that being so focused on them we may be giving the conditions under which these are met. Best

focus on the good things that happen in our life we \u200b\u200bwant to be alert to signs that help us achieve them.

Thanks for visiting the previous entry in Mary and her granddaughter, thanks to you has been the most visited, I hope we can provide more help to the small, they'll have more news soon.

I send as always, a big hug.

Sources: Internet



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After a long absence, here I am back, well, almost, today I will share a letter I sent a friend, as you will understand, I have not all data at discretion but I hope that through all the kind readers of this blog, you can come help this little one, believe me, is a real case.

Well, transcript here. Thanks for reading.

"Hi I'm Veronica Cardenas, the story I'll tell you a real life case, is a very close to me, so I want to share it and well I hope it reaches the right hands.

In office where I work is a woman who supports us in the cleanliness and order of it, her name is Mary, comes every day of Tlaxcala Puebla to meet his work schedule, in the few months that I met her, she has proved to be a very hard worker, fulfilled and responsible and above all very honest, she has grown children and married, this is where it all begins, the lower her son, 19, is named Carlos Alberto is married to Aline 16 years, Mary always talked excitedly as expected the birth of your grandson or granddaughter.

A very sad day came, told me that he had done an ultrasound to Aline, and that was good as the third or fourth that she underwent, never been told that the baby had a problem, she told me crying in the Finally ultrasound had detected a malformation in her grandson, which was that he had no arms and legs, this news was a severe blow both for her and for the popes, were very upset.

Well following this news began to make further studies to Aline to corroborate this information, we conducted a study in fourth dimension, and indeed, the baby was not his little arms and legs, you can imagine as was Mary, his words reflected anger, frustration, concern, in order not be defined as was Mary, which I must admit is that he never got angry with God, she did not focus their anger on someone, I was just angry, then his anger turned to concern as they are poor and therefore need not know that later his grandson, she said "Can we ?...¿ Verito this responsibility we be able to bring up my grandson ?...". Gradually
Mary
recovery forces, if his daughter turned 8 months pregnant, the baby began to decline in vital signs, there were doctors who said they were not born alive, Mary fell back in a very noticeable sadness, not talking, not eating, doing his work automatically, so was another, she wanted with all his might that his grandson was born, I was frustrated at not being able to do something, I thought of a solution but found it not only I just hug and said ... "God knows why Mary does things ... sometimes do not understand and get frustrated thinking about why that happens, you will see that everything will be alright if I send an angel God is because you want something very good for your family, Mary have faith everything will be fine ... "and hugged her tightly and let him cry all he needed.

Two days later, against all odds, the baby reacts, his vital signs returned to normal, when Mary told me her eyes were bright, we took jump for joy.

The baby was born at Women's Hospital in Tlaxcala, had to be cesarean, there was no other, was like a week in the incubator, we conducted studies at the Hospital del Niño Poblano, whenever moved them were charged 800 pesos, imagine how Mary came under pressure, in addition to his son was fired for missing work because there was one person who could help his wife in these transfers, so all expenses are covered her I must admit that our bosses are angels, Mary supported in what they could, and was more quiet.

This story did some miracles, one of them is that made me react so small problems I have, I did communicate with God again, learn to thank him for all he gives me every day I can open my eyes, for my work, my children, for my friends and especially for allowing to be close to this little angel, and help so you can get ahead and be a living example for us all.

I had long way to help Mary and her family, I can not economically, morally always have my support, so they came to write his story and make it available everywhere and everyone, is that somewhere there someone who can help you ... help me to help Mary and her family, send their contacts this story, at some point came at the hands of someone who can give this little angel some legs, some little arms or support, not something that could be helpful to this little angel in the future.

Thanks for taking the time to read this story beware friends live long and never give up .... And if you want to know this little angel will gladly get some pictures of him and his family.

I love you ... May God bless you! "

transcript ends here.

A big hug from the heart.