Control Your Mind And Master Your Feelings Novels & Stories

How embarrassing. Rasha ignored Kevin's call, continuing to walk straight ahead. Lately, she has been irritable. In fact, before marrying Kevin, Rasha had often been yelled at and scolded by the people who employed her in the past. But now, Rasha is even more irritable. The possibility that makes her become like that is her pregnancy hormones. Since being pregnant, Rasha has become more irritable. Usually, she would relent or apologize first. Now, let alone apologize, just holding her anger feels very difficult.

"I was 19 years old when I ran into other rogues, with psychic abilities. They were able to spot Damien's control without me uttering a word, and helped for sheer reason that they wanted me to have my freedom." "That was all? They didn’t ask for anything in exchange?" "It was a guy. We gave each other companionship." I decided to mind my business at that point. That wasn't a tale that was meant for me to deal with. "so, the first thing you will have to learn if you really want to take control of your thoughts is mindfulness. You need to be present in yourself. At this very moment, at this very time." She took my hand, and I jolted, before actually relaxing.

Fucking Italians, I hissed internally. Kage was getting harder to control. My temperature was rising, my vision sharpening, all my senses hyper-focused on Addison and every person who got too close to her. I needed to calm down. Needed to get myself under control before I did something I'd regret. I focused on my breathing. In and out. Slow and steady. Remembering all the techniques Silas had taught me over the years for controlling the beast. Tell it what it wants to hear She's safe. She's right there. No one is hurting her. Calm down, she is ours, she is still ours

My feet started to tingle, and every hair on my body felt like it was standing on end. My heartbeat increased, hitting against my ribs as if to crush them. I staggered, almost falling to my feet. “Don’t you dare fall, don’t let’s go, Violetta. You must hold on and control.” “But—.” I cried. “But nothing— Own it. You’re the master. Focus your energy and control all your emotions. Let go of your weaknesses and pains, Violetta.” He came closer, standing right behind me. I could feel his breath drawing up my body.

Shay sat with her back against a trunk, listening to him. "...and now, imagine there is a ball of fire in front of you," he instructed. Shay imagined a huge ball of fire going directly toward her. It was going to burn her to death. "You are in control of it, you can make it bigger or smaller. You can make it move up or down. Inside your mind, there is only you. Nothing could possibly overpower your will." Shay's body relaxed again and she forced herself to exhale the panic, telling that ball of fire it wasn't allowed to come near her.

I choose the easier thing the way drowning men choose water: by instinct, not wisdom. I shut the monitors off. The room goes dark except for the city’s smear at the window. I can see my reflection in the glass—tall, contained, the man people trust to hold their edges when they hand them over. I put my palm against the cool pane and picture it as a sternum. Press. Release. Control isn’t the absence of feeling. Control is the decision you make with your feelings sitting on your chest like a dog that loves you too much.

I continued, "I can control things with my mind." He continued to look at me in that expressionless way of his. He said, "Show me." Expelling a silent breath, I Intently focused my gaze on the glass, willing it to lift. When it didn't for a while, I positioned my hand in front of it, willing, willing. I didn't realize I'd stopped breathing until I felt lightheaded. Dropping my hand immediately, I released an aggravated breath. It wasn't working. I realized it only worked when I was feeling really strong emotions like fear and anger.

She asked. “Absolutely!” Elder Rosemarie spent the next two hours instructing me on various techniques to control my emotions and to withhold placing my emotions on others. Most of the techniques involved mindfulness and meditation, things that I learned about in my psychology class. It was about clearing the mind and placing all of the control in the front of my mind, so that I was clearly thinking before I was speaking, or emoting. It also involved ensuring that my wolf and I are of one mind. While some would assume that was an easy task, it is actually the most difficult of all of the tasks that she has educated me on. Wolf behavior was often instinctual. Elder Rosemarie believed that thi

The massive oak groans and falls, crashing to the ground with earth-shaking force. Lucian's eyes fly open. "No! I was trying to be gentle!" "You're thinking too hard," Ronan says. "Control isn't something you think about. It's something you feel. It's instinct." "But I don't have that instinct!" Lucian says. Tears of frustration fill his eyes. "I'm just strong. I can't make it go away!" "I'm not asking you to make it go away," Ronan says gently. "I'm asking you to master it."

Chapter 357 Ellie Suppressed feelings have a way of coming out unexpectedly if you don't want to know how to handle them. If you don't know how to be practical with your feelings and you know how to be practical with day-to-day things then you are not practical at all. You have to master both being practical with your feelings and your actions. The trick is to not let your feelings direct your actions. The hardest thing to master is to balance both your brain in your heart one cannot function without the other and you need to have both in agreement in order to be at peace but sometimes one knows more than the other and that's where in logic kicks in because you cannot be making decisions bas