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"Hate-Proof Heart"
Amara was conceived uniquely. Not in the manner a youngster with criss crossed eyes or a giggle that tinkled like breeze rings is unique. No, Amara was different in how a beacon is not the same as a gleaming candle - she focused with a relentless inward light, impenetrable to the haziness that whirled around her.
By Iftikhar Akram2 days ago in Journal
THE PYGMALION EFFECT
The Pygmalion effect is a phenomenon whereby increased performance results from higher expectations. Higher expectations cause performance to rise, a phenomenon sometimes referred to as the Pygmalion effect—also called the Rosenthal effect. It is called for the Greek myth of Pygmalion, who, by his belief and expectation, brought a statue he had made to life. He fell in love with it. In the realm of psychology, the Pygmalion effect is the theory that states that if a person is expected to perform well, they are more likely to perform well; if they are expected to perform poorly, they are more likely to perform poorly. One can observe this impact in the workplace, sports, and education, among other places. The Pygmalion effect emphasizes the need for good expectations and their influence on personal performance and self-esteem.
By Folasade Akinola 6 days ago in Journal
Navigating the Chaos: Understanding the Latest Rehabilitation Council of India Guidelines in 2024
The recent guidelines issued by RCI have created unrest amongst the aspiring minds of psychology. The Rehabilitation Council of India (RCI) has released a fresh circular specifically targeting individuals who have a keen interest in studying psychology. The regulatory body has recently introduced a new set of guidelines for the BSc Clinical Psychology (Honours) course. It aimed to address the need for trained and competent professionals for mental health, more specifically for the treatment of patients with less serious emotional and psychological ailments, that could be detrimental in the long run.
By Hridya Sharma10 days ago in Journal
Beyond the Numbers: Understanding the Societal Impact of Gender Disparities in Financial Literacy
Beyond the Numbers: Understanding the Societal Impact of Gender Disparities in Financial Literacy Although women have made great progress in the last few decades toward full equality, more needs to be done. The gender pay disparity in Europe is 12.7%. They are more likely to work in fields where wages are low and to encounter discrimination at work. In general, women have lower financial literacy than men. Many people lack basic knowledge of financial principles, with a significant gender gap in financial literacy. Women face unique financial challenges due to longer life expectancies, lower lifetime income, and career interruptions for child-rearing. This lack of financial knowledge puts women at risk of financial insecurity in retirement. Those with higher financial literacy are more likely to make better financial decisions, such as investing in the stock market and saving for retirement. It is important to understand women's level of financial understanding and address any gaps in financial skills.
By Hridya Sharma12 days ago in Journal
Journey Through the Spiritual Heart of Mathura in 2024
Today, I'm eager to take you to quite possibly of the most seasoned city in North India, Mathura. In this episode, we'll dive into the rich history and dynamic legends of Mathura, enjoy its scrumptious food, witness customary wrestling, and investigate the exceptional way this city has given human structure to Hindu and Buddhist divine beings.
By prashant soni22 days ago in Journal
A Granddaughter’s Tribute. Content Warning.
As I sit down to write about the profound impact my grandmother had on my life, I am filled with a mix of emotions. Her love was a guiding force that empowered me and shaped the person I am today. From a young age, she instilled in me the values of discipline, hard work, and the importance of resilience. Her conditional love was a source of hope and strength that carried me through both joyful and challenging moments of my life. One of the most significant ways my grandmother influenced me was through her discipline. She taught me the value of perseverance and the rewards that come with dedication. Whether it was in the garden, where she patiently nurtured her plants, or in the kitchen, where she passed down her treasured recipes, she demonstrated the power of hard work and commitment. Her lessons in discipline became the foundation of my character, shaping my determination and work ethic. However, it was her unwavering love that truly defined our relationship. No matter the circumstance, her love for me was constant and unyielding. It provided me the sense of security and confidence, knowing that I always had her support. Her love was a source of hope that illuminated even the darkest moments of my life. When she passed, I felt as though a part of me was torn away. The pain was indescribable, and I struggled to come to terms with the void her absence left in my life. Yet, in the midst of my grief, I found solace in the enduring lessons she had imparted. Love and teachings continued to empower me, guiding me through the healing process and inspiring me to carry on her legacy. Though her physical presence may be gone, her love and empowerment live on within me. I honor her memory by embracing the values she cherished and sharing the lessons she taught me with others. I find strength in knowing that her love continues to shape and guide me, giving me the resilience to overcome life’s biggest challenges.My Grandmother’s love and empowerment remain a powerful force in my life, sustaining me through the trials and tribulations I encounter. In her memory, I strive to embody the qualities she so gracefully exemplified, and I am forever grateful for the profound impact she had on me. She may have passed, but her love and empowerment endure, forever shaping the person I am and the person I aspire to become.Crystal’s grandmama had a remarkable fondness for flowers, particularly the vibrant and fragrant blooms that adorned her garden. She would spend hours tending to her beloved plants, nurturing them with care and affection. Her grandmama also had a green thumb when it came to growing tomatoes, and it was a cherished tradition for Crystal and her grandmama to pick ripe tomatoes together during the warm summer months. Following her grandmama’s passing, Crystal often found herself missing those delightful moments spent in her company. As the weeks turned into months and the months into years, Crystal longed for a sign, something to remind her of the special bond she shared with her grandmama. One sunny afternoon, Crystal found herself lost in thought, gazing out of her bedroom window. Suddenly, a flash of red caught her eye. A vibrant cardinal perched itself on the windowsill, its feathers glistening in the sunlight. Crystal felt a warmth in her heart as she remembered her grandmama’s love for red birds and how her eyes would light up whenever one came into view.Days turned into weeks, and the presence of the cardinal at Crystal’s window became a common occurrence. Sometimes, when Crystal was feeling particularly down or missing her grandmama, the cardinal would appear as if on cue, perched on her windowsill, bringing comfort and a reminder of her love. Crystal felt a deep connection with her grandmama each time she saw the cardinal, and it became a source of solace during moments of sadness.But it wasn’t just the cardinal that gave Crystal reassurance that her grandmama was still with her. There were moments when things mysteriously went missing, and just as Crystal would begin to search for them, she would find them unexpectedly. It was as if her grandmama was playfully reminding Crystal of their days spent together, a subtle sign from above.One day, as Crystal was reminiscing about her grandmama while tending to her own garden, she noticed a familiar scent wafting through the air. It was the unmistakable fragrance of her grandmama’s favorite flowers, the same fragrance that would fill the air during their leisurely walks through the garden. Crystal’s eyes filled with tears as she realized that her grandmama’s love for flowers continued to surround her, even in the absence of her physical presence.The signs from above, whether it was the cardinal on the windowsill, the missing and found objects, or the fragrance of her grandmama’s favorite flowers, became Crystal’s way of staying connected with her grandmama. These signs served as a reminder that despite the physical separation, love transcends all boundaries and continues to exist in the simplest of things.Crystal learned to cherish these signs and shared them with her loved ones, spreading the message of love and connection that her grandmama had instilled in her. And though her grandmama may no longer be physically present, her spirit lives on through those signs, forever reminding Crystal of the unwavering love they shared and the cherished memories they created together.
By CRiS CaMP- Aint Heaven Grand30 days ago in Journal
Grace In Goodbye. Content Warning.
As I sat by my grandmother’s bedside in the quiet of her assisted living room, surrounded by the remnants of a life well-lived, I gently opened the worn pages of “Jesus Calling.” The familiar words of the daily devotional brought comfort and a sense of connection to the divine presence she had always cherished. My grandmother, a woman of unwavering faith who had spent her days in service to the Lord, had been my rock through the highs and lows of my life. But now, as dementia clouded her once-sharp mind and the ravages of age took their toll, I found myself in the role of caregiver, visiting her daily to read the words that brought her peace.Each day, as I fed her and read the devotional aloud, a flicker of recognition would light up her eyes, and a serene smile would grace her lips. It was in those moments that I felt closest to her, as if our souls were intertwined in a sacred bond that transcended time and space. But when the doctors delivered the devastating news of her declining health and impending passing, my heart shattered into a million pieces. The thought of saying goodbye to the one person who had always loved me unconditionally was unbearable. As we gathered around her in those final moments, my family granted me a precious gift — a moment alone with her. With tears streaming down my face, I poured out my heart to her, whispering my gratitude for her love and guidance, and promising to carry on her legacy of faith and love. In that sacred space between life and death, I made a solemn vow to her — a vow of sobriety and redemption. For years, I had struggled with addiction, hiding my pain and shame from the one person who had always seen the best in me. But as I held her frail hand in mine, I confessed my newfound strength and resolve to live a life she would be proud of. With a final prayer on my lips, I kissed her forehead and whispered my final goodbye. Through my tears, I could almost see her spirit soaring towards the heavens, released from the confines of her earthly body to dwell in eternal peace. And as I grieved her passing, I knew that her love and faith would always be with me, a guiding light in the darkness, reminding me of the grace and mercy that awaited us all in our eternal home. As I clutched the devotional in my trembling hands, I flipped to the page marked with today’s date, March 10th. The words seemed to leap off the page, their significance resonating deep within me. It was as if the universe was speaking through the pages of “Jesus Calling,” reaffirming what my heart already knew — that my beloved grandmother’s journey on this earth was coming to an end, and soon she would find eternal rest in the arms of her Savior. With a heavy heart and tear-streaked face, I made my way out of her room, the weight of impending loss pressing down on me like a leaden shroud. I found my mother and her sister in the hallway, and without a word, I showed them the devotional page for the day. As they read the words that had brought comfort and solace to our grandmother in her final days, a sense of peace settled over us, like a balm for our wounded hearts. We knew then, without a doubt, that today was the day she would leave us to join the heavenly choir, her spirit finally free from the confines of her earthly body. Gathering our strength and resolve, we returned to her bedside one last time, surrounding her with love and prayers as the final moments drew near. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting its golden rays upon her peaceful face, she took her last breath, slipping quietly into the waiting embrace of her Lord and Savior. In that sacred moment of transition, I felt a profound sense of peace wash over me, knowing that she was no longer bound by pain or suffering, but soaring on wings of light towards a place of eternal joy and love. And as we bid her farewell, I whispered a prayer of gratitude for her life, her love, and the profound impact she had made on all who knew her. As we stood together in the fading light of that March evening, I knew that although her physical presence was gone, her spirit would forever dwell in our hearts, a beacon of hope and faith guiding us through the dark nights ahead. And as I clutched the devotional close to my chest, I felt her presence whispers of love and grace surrounding me, a reminder that she was now at peace in her eternal home.
By CRiS CaMP- Aint Heaven Grand30 days ago in Journal
Believe In Your Omnichannel Marketing Skills But Never Stop Improving
Believe In Your Omnichannel Marketing Skills But Never Stop Improving In today’s all conducive and comprehensive world, brands and entrepreneurs are brainstorming and strategizing the optimum way to market their products. We live in an era where everything is available in an instant. The availability of information in a split second and the access to multiple alternatives of the same commodity have fostered cutthroat competition.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a month ago in Journal
Surya bhagavan (the god sun)
Surya Bhagavan, generally known as Surya, is one of the top divinities in Hinduism. He represents the Sun and is deified as the source of life and energy. His history and significance span across colorful ancient textbooks, myths, and societies within Hinduism and beyond. Origins and Textual References Surya is prominently featured in the Vedas, the oldest sacred textbooks of Hinduism. In the Rigveda, the foremost of the four Vedas, Surya is described as the dispeller of darkness and the bringer of light. He's frequently depicted riding a chariot driven by seven nags, emblematizing the seven colors of light or the seven days of the week. The Rigveda contains multitudinous hymns praising Surya, invoking him for health, substance, and protection. The significance of Surya continues in the after Vedic textbooks, similar as the Yajurveda and the Atharvaveda, where he's associated with colorful rituals and offerings. In these textbooks, Surya isn't only a physical reality but also a spiritual force, representing the soul and knowledge. Mythological Significance In Hindu tradition, Surya is considered the son of the savant Kashyapa and Aditi, the mama of the gods. His siblings include other prominent divinities similar as Indra and Agni. Surya's consorts are Saranyu, Ragyi, and Prabha, and his children include notable numbers like Yama( the god of death) and Yamuna( a sacred swash). One of the most popular myths involving Surya is the story of his woman
By vinoth kumarabout a month ago in Journal