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 crumb of … 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
It is dreary outside today so the people who shine from within stand out. Like the stranger who waved as he turned in front of the Sweet Vibe while I ran an errand. We don’t know one another, but his kindness activated a bit of light in a day where overcast would be a step … More the shiny people
It’s Thanksgiving weekend. Traditionally, my favorite holiday when the goal is time, turkey and talking smack over the K-Stateopoly board or Uno. Why do many of us love Thanksgiving? Thanksgiving does not often carry the stress of pre-gathering gift buying and wrapping and the decorations are usually simpler (or non-existent) of other holidays. There is … More why thanksgiving
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!
Last week, I was buzzing along Ulm, Berchtesgaden and Hamburg streets – at home with the people and places we explored. In each city, I noticed small stone-shaped plaques among the cobbles. Each plate began “Hier wohnte…” or “Here lived…” followed by a name, and dates of deportations and death. Since I have been gone, … More stones of remembrance
Tomorrow, I fly. Leaving for good this time. Rolling and stuffing as much as I can into one carry-on pack, leaving curling iron and all but lipstick and mascara behind and a few clothes for adventuring, I am leaving the Hobbit House for good. Who knows how I will return in a few weeks? (A … More leaving for good