I’m getting a new roommate. Izzy is going to soon make her triumphant – if not temporary – unexpected return to the Hobbit House. Gosh, I’ve missed her. Izzy has been the head of ranch security on the land Z’s parents own in Oklahoma for the past years. She has barked up the southern sun. … More I had forgotten
Staff meetings are typically not the places where one meets their muse. Yet, while explaining the Y2K phenomenon to a brilliant colleague too young to recall that era, the muse moseyed up for a chat. “Yeah, during that last month of 1999, I halfheartedly started a Y2K box. It was full of only no-tech coffee-making … More barista of the apocalypse
No surprise to anyone, but here goes: I sometimes (and lately more than sometimes) get run over by my inner critic. That voice that we think may be conscience…may be Jiminy Cricket or the Divine or – in the immortal words of Ebeneezer Scrooge – “an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a … More Fail like a genius.
Last week, I asked my friend and early morning yoga instructor if she had something she wanted me to remember. About my practice. She paused and said something like, “I see you always making it work. Sometimes, I wish you would allow yourself to be curious about what can be. Curious and not making it work…letting it … More Curiosity
Tuesday evening, the Peeps and I celebrated a new couch, good company and the upcoming new year with wine and Jeff’s local pizza. We also hashed out our 2019 words of the year via storyboards (you’re welcome), laughter, tears, courage and other confidential means. At first we tossed out ideas as if we were Miss Congeniality … More illuminate
I am not known for my vast knowledge of sportstering. But I do like a good story. Purpleville has just welcomed a new head football coach. After one of the most quietly influential on- and off-field leaders recently retired, the search and buzz was on for who will be the guy who follows the guy. … More win the dang day
something unexpected happened recently. finally. i stopped worrying so much about missing out – missing something experienced or a person known in this short life. expecting great meaning only in great action. while making my way across germany – a place i have loved and missed – with people i love and miss through crowds … More missing out
I lost my voice. And I kind of love it. Not so much the endless cups of tea and not being able to run (the wheezing…), but losing my voice has helped me find a few important things like solitude, more attentive listening, greater thoughtfulness when I do attempt speech and the best maniacally-sounding laugh … More in the quiet.
This is going to be brief as in “brevity is clarity.” I borrowed the tidbits below from two very different sources: Weird Al Yankovic and Sharon Salzburg. One is known for boisterous musical satire and the other invites people to quiet contemplation. See below. Vote. Get a free sticker. Vote. Show you care about something. … More Free stickers!
This morning I got out to run in the drippy pre-dawn town that includes my current address. As much as I enjoy after-running, I needed a nudge and that’s where Katie’s text from last night came into play. “Yoga in the am?” So with a target to meet up with my pal on a mat … More jealousy and forgiveness.