In marriage when we don't
feel heard sometimes we get loud.
Not exact matches
only minds can concvive of thoughts, sry if your lacking mr. fake... a thought is one that is transferible by accidenct — those that read or
hear even
sometimes feel can be instantly takenover by a thought, and as thoughts go — you, I, everyone, hasn't had a original thought in most likely ummm, say a long friggin time, i'd say personally i think being that the species is as old as (provible) 37,000 thousand years old, every thought as been thought since by maybe a few thousand years... and thats a hopeful «thought» being i believe our average person to be generally dumb.
Real love and compassion isn't always a
feel good experience... real loves
sometimes tells us the things that we do not always want to
hear, with the true well being of the person at the forefront.
Sometimes I
hear about criticisms at second and third hand, and I
feel so frustrated.
The reading pleasure that results from this conversation — different for different readers — is not merely the simple pleasure of
hearing a good story, but the complex pleasures of strong
feelings —
sometimes violent disagreement,
sometimes frustration and
sometimes a euphoric recognition, produced by Augustine's text, of the «beauty so ancient and so new,» to which Augustine points through the beauty of his prose.
I still kept a round of duties, and would not suffer myself to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened by sickness, death, or heavy storms of thunder, my religion would not do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin to repent my going so much to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked heart, with the solicitations of my associates, and my fondness for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst of my mirth
sometimes would have such a sense of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness for hours and hours; but when I came to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I
hear the music and drink a glass of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed to any sort of merriment or diversion, that I thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I
felt as guilty as ever, and could
sometimes not close my eyes for some hours after I had gone to my bed.
Sometimes I
feel like no one is listening, other times I
feel so clearly
heard that I have to stop doing the talking and start listening.
Like all positive affections of consciousness, the sense of reality has its negative counterpart in the shape of a
feeling of unreality by which persons may be haunted, and of which one
sometimes hears complaint: --
Or,
sometimes, I
hear a Christian offer their explanation, and I wonder how they would
feel if someone from a different faith said the exact same thing.
One young preacher said, «I
sometimes feel that when I am in the pulpit I am all alone, that no one is
hearing me, and that no one cares that I am not
heard.
I
heard you on NPR this morning on my way to work, and I had an odd
feeling of pride... even though I don't actually know you,
sometimes I
feel like I do because of how communal and personal the art of cooking is.
But I
hear you, I
feel the same way
sometimes... and ditto on the messes in the kitchen / not the most glamorous at - home work clothes / changing my mind all the time.
He wrote: «No one would think of the latent power that forces the Gulf Stream along until they get there in a small boat and
hear and
feel the cachunk, swash, ripple - ripple, cachunk, cachunk, for hours and
sometimes for days.»
I
feel this
sometimes when I
hear words coming out of my mouth that I can
hear my parents saying and I remember in that moment just how frustrating it
felt to be dismissed or ignored.
Darcy Smith, Oklahoma, USA Photos: Texas Vogue Dear Baby,
Sometimes to relax while breastfeeding, I think about sitting on a beach and
hearing the waves,
feeling sand between my toes, and smelling the salty air.
Now, if I am woken in the night then my brain goes into overdrive and
sometimes I
feel as though if Oli was awake he would be able to
hear all my thoughts whizzing around.
I am glad of
hearing some honesty about the desire to day wean... it makes me
feel better about my irritation with it
sometimes.
Sometimes it is me making an excuse about why I
felt unmotivated to get this or that done: «Oh, if I'd only had a good night's sleep, then I would've...» But, more often I
hear the phrase from my husband.
Those
feelings come back...
sometimes full force when I
hear stories like this or
sometimes they surface at unexpected (and embarrassing) times.
That's why breastfeeding moms often need to
hear that they are doing a good job and that «breast is best,» to remind them why they are making what can
sometimes feel like a daily sacrifice.
I always point out (to women in particular) how frustrating it is for us when we complain about something and someone (usually our husbands) immediately launches into «fix it» mode;
sometimes all we want is to be
heard, to
feel felt, to complain.
Sometimes, when people
hear «depression,» we think of someone having thoughts of harming herself — so if you don't have those
feelings, you may think you don't have PPD.
Also, I haven't owned any other wraps but I have
heard from many people that the Solly is nice because it is thin material so it doesn't get too hot (and I have worn her for a few hours
sometimes and not gotten too hot) but it also stays snug so you don't
feel like your baby is going to slide out after being in it for a few hours.
«For me, just
hearing other moms say that being a mom sucks
sometimes made me
feel better.»
For those people that are lucky enough not to have to go through what I did, please don't place judgement on those that can't breast feed / It isn't always «they should have stuck with it», and
hearing that along with «oh, well you should have...» can
sometimes feel like a knife to the gut when it is already hard enough.
«Yesterday's ruling was a landmark ruling that tells about the fact that our courts are working, rule of law is part of our lives and that our democracy is alive and kicking and that at any point in time we can be confident that we have a court to rely on and that when people
feel aggrieved by decisions by an arm of government or a constitutional body, they can always appeal and have
hearing and
sometimes can have their grievances addressed in their favour.
«
Sometimes I
felt like I couldn't see or
hear anything.
And a lot of people, they want something super concrete, just write it out for me, show me the pie graph of exactly what I need, but that's gonna — that's gonna depend and so I know
sometimes that's not the answer that people want to
hear, you know, which that was kind of a long answer you gave which basically says everyone's different and we're gonna have to look at your hormones, we're gonna have to look at how you
feel, how you're performing in the gym and then we're going to adjust accordingly but generally speaking, yeah, lower carb is getting.
Karena and Dharm invite us to dissolve the beliefs that keep us
feeling lost, using the simple magic of Kundalini breathwork, so we can
hear the
sometimes barely - audible voice of our own intuition and follow our grace
From the movie Midnight Cowboy, Harry Nilsson's 1969 song still echoes in my mind: «Everybody's talking at me... I don't
hear a word they're saying...» That's
sometimes how I
feel today when people talk about common trendy low - carb diets.
I'm not sure if you know have
heard of KX, but that's what I had been doing, all reformer based, which I really like and had noticed my strength improve but also can
feel really big in my legs And
sometimes just overall they seem really tight and puffy (sorry, hard to describe!).
Sometimes it
feels like that inner teacher we
hear so much about in yoga class is hiding.
I honestly can't even begin to tell you how refreshing it was to
hear that I'm not the only one that
feels this way
sometimes!
I
hear you Jessica -
sometimes I
feel my outfit are so plain jane - should I even bother.
Am a lovable person at
hear and care deeply but
feel so insecure
sometimes due to my weight and I love the indoors as much as the outside
Maybe you
felt like you weren't being
heard, your needs weren't being met and
sometimes, that you were even secondary in your relationship with them?
While this film does
sometimes tip into realms of the naïve and the didactic,
feeling more like a public service announcement than a film in its own right, there is no doubting that its heart is in the right place, with director Overton creating a genuine plea for better treatment of
hearing impaired children.
Thomas: I
sometimes hear teachers voice concerns about outsourcing content instruction to technology because they
feel personally responsible for students» learning.
As well as a rough grinding
feeling in some cases accompanied by a droning crunching type sound when spun, however this can
sometimes only be
heard if the wheel is rotating a little faster.
«Sure, the engine had to work hard — to maintain my speedy pace, it occasionally downshifted to fourth, and
sometimes third, gear — but I couldn't
feel the transmission, nor could I
hear the engine over the shockingly good stereo.»
I'm glad to
hear that other surfers
sometimes feel the way we did — I kind of had the impression that everyone else was relaxed about the whole thing, and we were the only ones freaking out.
Which is probably why i'm not that attached to Hayter's voice, having
heard others i
felt were
sometimes worse, or better, or equal and why i'm not
feeling that he's an essential component to the franchise, unless i'm missing elements of him helping shape the game in other aspects.
sometimes while playing AC: NL I wish it was my first experience with the franchise cause I do kinda miss the classic
feeling Wild World had, something about the strange kooky graphics, almost 8 - bit / midi format of the music and the nature sounds you'd
hear at night etc really made the game a special and quite unique, nostalgic experience..
, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always
felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can
feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can
feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can
hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and
sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and
sometimes you just want to
feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,
The neighbours who do not have a direct share in the largess must, at least in some cases,
feel that they are having to accept the visual impact,
sometimes hear the turbines, and even believe that their health is being impacted, while gaining nothing.
Judges do not always
feel comfortable meeting with children individually so
sometimes they prefer the
Hear the Child Report for older children.
Telling your career story and getting the attention of hiring managers
sometimes feels impossible, especially after applying for countless job openings without
hearing back.
Sometimes one partner is used to doing all the talking, and when they get into a counseling situation they may be surprised to
hear their spouse share deep
feelings they may have never
felt free to share before.
Sometimes the biggest fights happen because one partner
feels like they are not being «
heard» by the other.
Sometimes this need to just be
heard on how an individual
feels wounded by another person's behavior can actually interfere with creating a trusting relationship between the couple and the therapist if it continues too long or is not balanced.