Tag Pygmalion Effect
The thing is, because we learn to speak so young, we tend to forget that words are nothing more than symbols that when strung together in certain ways, provide meaning that allows us to communicate. The problem, though, is that… Continue Reading →
Bob Marley said it better than I ever could, “Free yourselves from mental slavery/none but ourselves can free our minds.” Now, I have no idea whether or not Mr. Marley studied psychology in a formal context, but I do know… Continue Reading →
I’ve always liked Pygmalion, the legendary sculptor who carved a woman out of ivory so realistic; he fell in love with her. He secretly wished and believed that she was real until one day, Cupid kissed his statue and brought… Continue Reading →
When I was little, I used to sit on the floor and watch my Grandma sew. She’d guide the fabric with expert skill until pieces of cloth became dresses that would rival those hanging in fancy stores. But, what was… Continue Reading →
I’ve always liked Pygmalion, the legendary sculptor who carved a woman out of ivory so realistic; he fell in love with her. He secretly wished and believed that she was real until one day, Cupid kissed his statue and brought… Continue Reading →
