6 Instagram-konton som garanterat ger dig mer energi

Livet är inte alltid på topp och ibland behöver vi alla något som piggar upp oss, det kan vara så enkelt som ett citat eller visdomsord. Ibland kan så lite som ett härligt Instagram-konto faktiskt ge dig energi. Nedan listar vi några av våra favoritkonton.

Om du behöver en liten knuff i karriären och lite motivation för att nå dina mål rekommenderar vi dig att kolla in det här kontot ASAP.

#MLK

Ett inlägg delat av Levo (@levoleague)

Svenska Yoga-girl driver ett Instagram-konto där hon inspirerar en mängd yoga människor runt om i världen. Väldigt genuint konto som troligtvis kommer ge dig lite energi.

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. . It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. . It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it. . I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human. . It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. . I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ’Yes.’ . It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children. . It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. . It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. . I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. . . . Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Almost tattooed these words across my ribs when I was 19. ✨ #theinvitation

Ett inlägg delat av Rachel Brathen (@yoga_girl)

Det här kontot skapades för att sprida glädje. Du hittar massa pepp och visdomsord under #imahappster.

You are enough exactly as you are right at this second. 💗

Ett inlägg delat av KELLI ★ HAPPY INSPIRATION (@happsters)


Här publiceras inspirerande quotes som ska ge dig peppen till att nå dina mål – främst för hur du ska lyckas karriärmässigt.

Lowkey livin’. #driven

Ett inlägg delat av Perspective that inspires (@prsuit)

Visdomsord kan verka lite lökiga med när vi läser vissa inlägg kan vi inte annat än må lite bättre, just för att många stämmer väldigt bra.

Belief is the most powerful thing. Believe. #mindsetofgreatness

Ett inlägg delat av Wisdom & Positivity (@mindsetofgreatness)

Historier och ord från människorna i New york. Många historier är väldigt rörande, antingen kommer du känna igen dig, känna empati eller förstå att dina problem inte var jordens undergång.

“I didn’t get accepted into any of the universities that I wanted, and I ended up going to a lesser quality school. I hated being there. On the first day, I thought about buying a plane ticket and going home. I felt like I had nothing in common with the people around me. I felt like they belonged and I didn’t. My plan was just to survive– get through six lectures a day, keep to myself, and get back to my dorm room as soon as possible. I didn’t even talk to my own roommate. I’m ashamed of it now. I was so rude and self-centered, and it ended up making me lonely and miserable. I felt depressed. I was barely sleeping. Then one night I overheard my roommate talking on the phone with her mother. And I could tell she was having family problems. After she hung up, we stayed up all night talking. I told her that I was having a hard time too. She became my best friend after that night. We’d have dinner together. Whenever I left the room, she’d ask me where I was going. It felt so good to have someone worry about me. It’s been an important six months for me. I’ve realized how much I need other people. By not valuing the people around me, I was only hurting myself.” (Mumbai, India)

Ett inlägg delat av Humans of New York (@humansofny)