A Symbol of Movement
I was reminded this week of the mobius strip that I wrote about here. Only this time, instead of focusing on the inner/outer nature of the strip, I have been…
Under New Management
I fired my boss. She was all about long to-do lists and unrealistic expectations regarding the time needed to fulfill those lists. She fed on more and better and I…
Bicycle Epiphany
I’ve just returned from a week in Amsterdam where I immersed myself in the bicycle culture. From the moment I got on the heavy, matte black bike with a comfortable…
Life in Chapters
Can a charmed life become more charming? I’ve been reading “Creating a Charmed Life” by Victoria Moran and I am discovering that my charmed life has plenty of room for…
Digging Deeper
I was just in the Hoh rainforest where I witnessed this squirrel digging for treasure. The energy and certainty with which it dug was envious…and there was something I recognized…
Grief Lifeline
He held a coiled manila line in his hands with what looked like leather reinforcement for twenty inches or so… “No, it’s not leather,” he said, “it’s a rubber hose.”…
Saying No to Distractions
I was preparing for dinner and thinking about what I wanted to read while eating when a voice said “just stop”. It wasn’t an angry voice. More like a gentle…
More about rushing…
According to Cheryl Richardson, I may be addicted to adrenaline. Which explains a lot about rushing, the topic of my previous post. It also makes me laugh because when I…
