Due to the late Patriot game last night, today I opted for 6 pm yoga. It’s dangerous to do this because I run the risk of that “maybe not” feeling around 4:30. My way to get around that is to think of the experience I had at my last 6 pm class about a month . . . → Read More: 6 pm
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Tolerance is something I blogged about early in the first year of this blog. I have a small banner hanging in my serenity room with the Dalai Lama’s definition of tolerance on it. The thing I like most about this definition is the part where it says people who practice this sleep well at night. . . . → Read More: Tolerance, Revisited Today is the second anniversary of this blog. I’ve written it for two years, through good times and bad. I made a commitment to do it every day, with the intention of examining my writing and becoming a better writer through that commitment. Something else happened that I didn’t count on. The writing helped me . . . → Read More: I Can Do Hard Things “Show”, don’t “tell” is a cardinal rule of the written page. If an author does not completely climb into the characters head and “let go”, readers will pick that up immediately and just as immediately probably put the book down because no emotional connection has been made. As a reader, you can always tell when . . . → Read More: Writer’s Rules “When was the last time you told your story?” – Question put to the sick by a Native American Medicine Man. If that was a question put to the sick, it leads me to think that “telling one’s story” is somehow healing. This must be why, when someone sees us hurt or struggling or . . . → Read More: When Was the Last Time? Paddle boarding, cooking, and yesterday, kayaking – was the next adventure in this time of doing things that scare me or take me out of my comfort zone. My good friend asked me to come kayaking with her on West Falmouth Harbor. I had never kayaked before – my paddle boarding experience was the first . . . → Read More: The Next Adventure Pursuing things that scare me and diving into areas outside of my comfort zone is becoming prominent on my radar lately, so…I did it again. Yup. I cooked. As most of you know, that only happens maybe twice in a blue moon so….in honor of last week’s blue moon, I cooked. I found a . . . → Read More: If You Have Romas I couldn’t wait for the premier of season 10 of The Talk today. The five women hosts were going on stage with no makeup on. I guess the big question is “Does makeup change who we are?” My first instinctive answer would be “No! Absolutely not!”, said rather indignantly. Clothes and face paint cannot change . . . → Read More: They Took It All Off A few weeks ago I went to visit a friend of mine. She had this tiny adorable female cocker spaniel named Journey. I loved the dog, and I was intrigued by the name. Most people’s dogs I meet I wouldn’t remember their names, but “Journey” was such a unique name for a dog that I . . . → Read More: Journeys This morning I dragged my broken body, beaten up by paddle board, waves, and rocks, to Bikram yoga. We stood to begin pranayama breathing and I noticed my two purple bruises right below my left knee. I thought, “What was I supposed to learn from these lingering marks?”. Then, the teacher, my dear friend Shirley, . . . → Read More: Courage, Revisited, Redefined |
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