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Master’s of Being Alright.
Falling apart on a regular basis is just one of my new post-MBA skills. The others include asking for help, recognizing when I’ve taken on too much, saying no, and falling asleep while compiling a to-do list of things that … Continue reading
Think about it… then try to tell me I’m wrong
I’m not saying this is the only way to World Peace, but I’m pretty sure it’s a good start. Instead of stuffy suits sitting in plushy chairs at large desks, lets get our leading global decision makers a change of … Continue reading
Three words. Eight letters. You know the deal.
Over the last few weeks, there have been several less than awesome things happen, which gave me opportunities to consider this idea of unconditional love. I realized this morning that I have been missing half the equation. There’s this whole … Continue reading
(bitter)Sweet Dreams
When you ask me how I’m feeling, I’ll tell you that I’m fine, I’m just tired. But I’m not just sleepy tired. Though the prospect of turning myself into a burrito with my duvet is a lovely thought. When I … Continue reading
I will never ask Google
There’s something I don’t ever want to look up. I don’t ever want to learn the best way to die in order to preserve organs the most. Knowing that would bring the next step far too close for comfort. See, … Continue reading
A self-practice challenge you say?
A self-practice challenge, I say. Stay tuned! Confession: my commitment is fairly abysmal, but I did just clear out a beautiful space for practice at home. The excuses will have to be pretty creative to hold any water.
Why not?
I wish you could set the weather day by day. You get a budget of days of each season, but you can allocate them any way you want. Because some days you just need to curl up and drink tea while … Continue reading
Hard-hat meditations
After a couple hours in viparita karani (legs up the wall) in a hard hat, this is what came out. Maybe it has to hurt so I get to learn. Kinesthetically, of course. Maybe I’m just always going to learn … Continue reading
(not) Something to be Proud Of
Five years ago, I was convinced that the one thing I’d be most proud of was putting myself through school and getting my degree. Five years later, I have to say I was wrong. I just hung that damn diploma … Continue reading
