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Let’s be clear about that! Seek your own council - Be your own hero, savior, knight in shining armor. Change begins within. Like the proverbial light bulb, you have to want to change. You could want to for all the right reasons. You don’t feel well, lose weight, your second wife left you for the third time, what have you. Change is good. It clears out the cobwebs. Novelty, or new stuff, is instructive. It attracts new interest. It inspires inquisitiveness. It makes the gray matter in your brain to wake up and take notice.  If anything it could prevent boredom. The Status quo is static and quite frankly - the same old same old - is death. Try something new even if it is wrong.  You don’t have to wait until you have everything you think you need or have to go out and buy all the gear and the best new bike to start riding a bike. Hell, go buy one at a yard sale, get your fat ass on the seat and ride. Seriously, when I see someone riding a bike, I can usually tell if they

It is not a character issue. I am not lazy. I am very conscientious. I  have a problem finishing projects. In the past, I would chalk it all up to being Bipolar. Yeah, that it is the depression held me back. Oh yeah, and the mania kept me from focusing. The anxiety put me in fear mode - so, I was scared of what may happen and become of me. Why start and try to finish something when I was invariably not going to finish because I would only end up killing myself.  Bullshit! I say! When I was well and high functioning I got a lot done. The best way to come out of a depression is to help someone else. What is the best way to do that - write something, something meaningful that will touch someone - somehow! While a beautiful song that touches my heart and others and that pulls me out of a funk - is very helpful. Someone once told me that I was “Lazy with my art”. I don’t feel that is the case. Thinking about emotions or having feelings about your thoughts is the best or worst place

Why is it that the smartest people have the least amount of common sense, generally? Why is it that the most soulful people, empaths, the introverts, the people that finish your sentences - most likely never finished college, got their degree and were probably not valedictorian of their graduating class, or maybe never even graduated or got their GAD? Why? Because it is about balance. Balancing the exterior world of facts & figures, dates and dollar signs and the interior landscape of daydreams and rainbows, hearts and heroines. Me, I guess a 138 IQ is smart. Hasn’t helped me much. But, what about my EQ - my emotional quotient? I am empathetic, intuitive, humanistically a lover of my fellow Homo Sapiens. I make friends or acquaintances immediately and develop rapport in seconds with strangers? So, why do I struggle making money? Why, or why can I not find a career path that can support me financially, emotionally and spiritually?  Smart, funny, and enjoyabl

The Stoic principle that tells us – Recognize what is under your control and what isn't under your control.  Not worrying about what isn't under your control – is acceptance. It is not giving in or rolling over, but accepting what is.  To not accept what is, is pure ignorance. Not accepting what is, is being closed off.  Accepting the circumstances and working within the reality that we find ourselves in creates opportunities and novelty where we can challenge ourselves and doing so learn new things so that we may grow and expand in consciousness and in being. If I never accepted anything, I would always be recapitulating what I already knew and understood.  By accepting the unknown, or what is, a tension is created, a spark of inspiration awaits me where I am still in uncertainty and still in the possibilities.   I accept myself for who I am.  I accept you for who you are. I accept that there is pain in my past, present, and future, but I did

My Soul's purpose is to help Neuro-divergent people like me or people who may with no good luck of their own develop a brain disorder, or suffer such a terrible life event that they enter our realm and may need guidance. Me? I was broken. I was damaged. However, it did not happen all at once. It started with a crack. To this day, I still do not know the origin of the fracture, the fault line that tore me apart and left me in pieces. I spent a lifetime trying to figure out when, how, what, where, and who? Nevertheless, it was simple chemistry.  No more. It does not matter. I assembled the disparate parts and reunited them and that piece, that missing piece, the piece I keep going into the dark to find, where that missing piece, where it used to be is where the light gets in. The light illuminated me within and then throughout and purged and cleansed and purified and lifted me up and onto a higher plane of awareness and experience. JEFF TURNBULL

Sometimes through no fault of their own, some people become Mystics. From a life-altering event, a disease, a struggle beyond imagining, a death, an insight, or a dream. Whatever the case - a change happens. The determining factor is suffering. To experience and live in a state of bliss, first, you have to spend some time in hell. It either destroys you or tempers you into a strong yet flexible weapon of truth and righteousness. Those of us that are wired a little different from the rest are challenged with the rough terrain of every day due to a chemical imbalance not taking our meds, not eating or sleeping right, let alone self-medicating - life can be a real challenge. If not life-threatening. My name is Jeff Turnbull. I am a Survivor. I have battled demons and monsters all my life. It was not until later in life that I could name them - Anxiety, Depression, Bipolar Disorder- I. I did a lot of work on myself. I am here to share with you what I have learned. I do my best to

I think as myself as a Catalyst. Things change, upend, the deck gets shuffled, and people reconfigure themselves, but I, I remain the same. I don't have superpowers or am touched by an angel or anything. But, I know who I am. Maybe, just maybe, I am like a mirror and people can see how much work they have to do on themselves. Some do some don't, but invariably, change is gonna come. I entered the dark wood and took the path less taken. I battled my demons, wrestled with my angels. I have been buried and burned alive, yet here I am. They say when you find yourself in hell - keep going. Well, I have never stopped. My name is - Jeff Turnbull. And, I am just exhausted with Humankind. I am a Humanist, but there is just so much one soul can take. People are willfully ignorant, intellectually lazy, sheepishly resilient on others, and easily suggestible. Like zombies walking through the mist and in a stupor staring at the screen in their hand. Be it parents with

Lately I have been having the most horrendous nightmares. I have had some doozies. I once had a dream that I had no head and a cattle prod was inserted in my anus. Pretty scary stuff. But, the dreams of late start out with a pretty common place scenario then slowly degrades to a hell scape that for everyone’s sake I will not put into words, accept to say that there is a lot of people getting their faces torn off. I will tell you that I struggle with Anxiety, no shit, really? Yes. And, I also struggle and suffer if you will with depression and BiPolar Disorder - 1 the tough one. There is a 1 in 5 chance I will snuff out my own light. I either suffer hell within or without - internally or externally. I cannot escape it either way. I am a happy, positive, optimist that seeks the good in everyone. At least I try, oh do I try. I do not know where this level of mayhem is coming from. They are like the Purge movie on steroids and acid. What is somewhat alarming is that - I do not wa