A few months ago while winding down from a particularly challenging yoga practice with sweat pooling between me and my mat and an anxiety rising up in my thoughts, I wondered, “What if I were the most accomplished person in the world? How would I carry myself?” I felt my body stretch outward and fill … More What if …
Today, I’ve biffed my shoulders and shins and hands – jammed my fingers as if I were still playing 8th-grade basketball – all thanks to an allergy-encouraged adventure into vertigo. Spring in Kansas, with its sudden warmth, forsythia, wind and annual burning-of-the-fields is bittersweet. Warmth and greening? Yay! Allergies outrunning my Allegra-D? Not-so-yay. I am … More Grounded
It has been a long winter. Even for a snow bunny like me who likes very much to make tracks in fresh powder. Lately, I’ve even stopped running in the mornings in favor of walking/running on a treadmill. It’s cold. And icy. And we’re on snow/ice storm #10…110 of the season in Manhappiness. No surprise … More dreams of a garden in winter
Saturday, I tumbled around before yoga – diving into the first Wildwood book, opening the curtains and drinking the coffee. It was glorious. The sun refracted and played through the prisms and glass bits I keep in my east-facing bedroom window. The coffee was good. I was at home with my thoughts. Eventually and after … More not a sad story & wonder of memory
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
Last weekend, I joined friends for brunch in a city not far from Manhappiness. While the bacon was delicious, the stories of the people filling the booths nearby wove a song in the round…an infinite canon. About midway through the conversation and bacon, an older couple came in and sat to our left and towards … More A different kind of wonder
I’ve been wondering about wonder. And this blog. And any folks reading it. Thank you. You have adventured with me as I unshackle, shake off and untether myself from a story no one really wants. It’s time for a story shift in my wayfaring life. Background: A new friend recently asked why I have been … More Adventure and Wonder
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
