How to Talk Yourself out of Anxiety and Depression

My Global Roaming Adventures

The long winters can be bleak especially for those who live in the northern hemisphere. For people who suffer from Seasonal Affected Disorder (SAD) and/or depression, winter can be unbearable. If you’re afflicted with this malaise, you may find my blog post helpful : “How to Talk Yourself out of Anxiety and Depression.” Click on the link below to read my blog.

http://www.jenniferbgraham.com/how-to-talk-yourself-out-of-anxiety-and-depression/

My neighbourhood Canadian winter landscape

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How do I get more followers on my blog?

There’s so much to learn about blogging and marketing. It’s quite overwhelming really. It took me a year to really begin to understand the workings of blogging and social networking. The penny is just beginning to drop for me! Thanks for this helpful post.

My thoughts on a page.

Why are some blogs more successful than others? Where do they get all their followers, page views and visitors? Why do some wonderful writers have so few followers, while others with less well written blogs have  so many?

Most new bloggers will google this endlessly, (probably second only to “how can I make money from my blog?). The number one answer they will read is “write good content”.

Well listen up new bloggers. That’s not strictly true. photo credit: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anniemole/85515856/">Annie Mole</a> via <a href="http://photopin.com">photopin</a> <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/">cc</a>
Content is not what makes a successful blog, although it will make you more successful than others. No, in my opinion what makes a successful blog is the many different things a blogger does before pressing publish, and the efforts they make afterwards “off blog” to promote their post.

What do I mean?

Well firstly imagine you have written a post. Does it have a catchy title, feature photos, and begin with a…

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To-Do Or Not To-Do, That Is the Question!

Without my “to do” list, I’m like a rudderless ship tossed about in a tempestuous sea

Dream Big, Dream Often

One thing that I incorporated into my life recently that has helped reduce my stress and made me more productive is the use of a goal list.  I realize a conversation about setting goals isn’t the “I’m so motivated that I can move mountains and run through walls” kind of topic, but sometimes doing the small things right can lead to bigger victories!  Setting goals can be done in many different ways so I narrowed my usage to three: daily to-do lists, yearly goals and long-term goals.  I have never been a goal setter, honestly because I didn’t have a reason to be.  When I was working for Dick’s Sports I received my check, paid my bills, went on vaca and that was about it.  I didn’t have any aspirations at that job as it was supposed to be a transition from the country club to something else.  The problem…

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The Best of Times, The Worst of Times

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “An Extreme Tale.”

Guy called Goose down the wellDearly Beloved (that’s my husband of almost 40 years) had always hankered after the bucolic lifestyle. Now, I’m not a country girl but at a weak moment, I said, “Yes, why not?”

Summertime, 2013, we moved into our century home proudly gracing two and a half acres. It oozed with character and charm, and we were ready to give it the TLC it needed. We were a picture of contentment sipping lemonade in the shade provided by the wispy branches circling the venerable trunk of the enormous weeping willow.
“Ah, this the life.”

A week later, the dug well, within close proximity of the verdant tree ran dry. A drilled well was what we needed, we were advised. Over thirty thousand dollars later, our water source surged up from one hundred and eighty feet in the ground.

Well, well, well, the worst was yet to come. There’s no way one can possibly know the goings on in aquifers in the bowels of the earth. Bowels being the operative word. After providing us with reasonably clear water for a month, the well suddenly spewed gray, muddy diarrhea up through the faucets, clogging the toilets. We had to haul the muddy clothes caught in the wash cycle to the Laundromat to our nearest town twenty minutes away. We could forget about showering.

Then Murphy’s Law (the one that if anything can go wrong it will) lurking in the wings pounced on us. Our computer printer quit permanently. We were smote by an infestation of beastly cluster flies. Amazon was supposed to deliver my Prince Charming doll gift to my granddaughter who turned four. She (and Cinderella) was waiting with anticipation, her father with camera at the ready for her big surprise. She opened the package. No Prince Charming! Instead she got Prince Philip, one of the Kingdom’s lesser princes! Talk about a fizzle!

And there was nothing charming about our old house with us having to haul in pails of rain water from the outside barrels to flush the toilets. What WAS I thinking?