I mentioned to my friend the other day that the always-available nature of the internet was overwhelming me. “I’ve felt very on-demand lately,” I told him. It hit me — three days later, while walking the dog — that that was my choice. Mindfulness is one of those buzz words that falls into a bad category — concepts that have become so diluted by pop culture and fads that it is sorely overlooked by people…
Those who know me (I start a few posts with that phrase, don’t I?) know that I do a lot of different things. I write, a lot; I make music, a fair bit; I cook, a lot; I’ve done a podcast, live shows, audiobook narration, earring creation… the list does, in fact, go on. The one that’s always eluded me is drawing. I always told myself that one day, the itch would well and truly…
I’m not the best example of someone who relaxes enough, but I’ve put in a concerted effort in the last couple of years to set aside real time to do nothing (or only what I feel like doing). So before you glare at me for assuming you should work 24/7 (minus sleep), please know that every night before bed in the last month, I’ve been doodling on my iPad and watching an episode or two…
I’m a massive introvert. I have never felt so recharged in my adult life as during this period where I was asked to stay home, within the environment I curated for myself, with largely my own company. I know that many other people are suffering from not having new stimulus, and likely that what they’re feeling is a lack of energy because they aren’t being renewed from time spent around other humans, so I try…
I’m learning how to meditate using a game called PLAYNE – a really amazing resource for me, because it uses metaphors my brain can wrap itself around. Plus, there’s a fox named Wolf. It’s wonderful. This was my post-meditation quote last night, and I found myself dribbling words onto the page the way I used to, a decade of summers ago. — here is my stillnessit never came with theprayer,praise,private practice. here, brought in by…
In college, I got accused of being “fickle” a lot. Yes, I’m going to go there: the dictionary defines fickle as, “changing frequently, especially as regards one’s loyalties, interests, or affection.” Hmm. Is that so bad? I guess if you’re someone who wants to prey on people who stubbornly refuse to change their minds once they’ve made a decision, then someone who’s fickle is probably a wrench in your plans. But if so, you’re not…
I ran into the original Mr. Shoes the other day, and I didn’t even recognize him. Weird sentence? Let me back up a bit. I call both of the individuals I consider my personal nemeses at work “Mr. Shoes.” Not to their faces, of course, but suffice it to say I’m not the only person who knows of this nickname. Harmless, isn’t it? Yet…oddly condescending. My favorite kind of spell to take away someone’s power…
No doubt 2017 was a rough year for a lot of the world. I find myself among the privileged, so I can only imagine how it was for those who can’t hide away from the awful things in the news, because those things are a part of their reality. So instead of lingering on the painful moments, and in the spirit of thankfulness, I wanted to record a few of my most beautiful moments of…
Earlier this year, squadmate Amy sent me a Sarah Cooper article. Beyond the fact that the article was painfully spot-on (I’m guilty of all of them except maybe the one-handed typing and the moustache), it was well-written and enticing. I went deeper into her catalog. And I found “Do You Take Yourself Seriously?” My heart sank as I read through it. Because no, I didn’t, not really. These three quotes stood out to me, as…
I said something vaguely profound to my friend Amy in our GroupMe chat the other day. To me, I told her, “Life is about constantly halving the distance between yourself and perfection.” I like that. Nice job, me. That said, this isn’t an original concept. It’s a lot like the Pareto principle, or the concept of the asymptote from mathematics. Clearly, far more intelligent people than me have been thinking along these lines for a long time.…
