Thanks in part to jet lag and the fact that I have a 10 a.m. deadline to submit a book review and a ton of other things to catch up on before returning to work on tomorrow, I am up way too early for a Sunday (4:30 a.m. – ugh) — or any day for that
less doing. more being. reflection. gratitude. more silence. more space. more movement. daily writing. juicing. healthy eating. cooking. mindfulness. less buying. more enjoying what I have. more reading for pleasure. forgiveness. more listening. less talking. owning my actions. less living life in the comfort zone. more risk taking. more adventures. more honestly with myself. caring
it seems like just yesterday we were ringing in 2013. perhaps this is because my total posts here equaled just three (three!) for the past year. or, maybe it’s because 2013 was one of the busiest on record for me, filled with a number of milestones. regardless, as I take time to look back, I
blorft: completely overwhelmed but proceeding as if everything is fine and reacting to the stress with the torpor of a possum (as defined by Tina Fey in her memoir, Bossypants) Last I wrote, I was 26 days shy of closing on my house — which was in January. So, you ask, why has it been
26. A seemingly insignificant number that today represents a very real connotation. 26. The number of days until I am a homeowner. 26. Less than one month, a mere 3.75 weeks. 26. I’ve made a considerable amount of large decisions in my 14 years of adulthood — numerous moves, education choices, relationships, jobs — but
here we are once again on the eve of a new year. all that remains of 2012 are a few fleeting hours and before we know it, we’ll be welcoming 2013. here’s to looking back on what I’ve learned and experienced in 2012 and looking forward to all that awaits in 2013. new friends. old
“In the end, just three things matter: How well we have lived; How well we have loved; How well we have learned to let go.” ~ Jack Kornfield One thing I firmly believe is that for every negative event, every adversity we encounter in life, there is almost always an accompanying silver lining. Sometimes it’s
It’s official — I’m going to be a homeowner! I guess that statement may be a bit premature based on its strong reliance on a few fairly significant pending circumstances and outcomes, being 1) I find a place I actually like (so far, not so good), 2) at a price I can afford, and 3)
All great changes are preceded by chaos. -Deepak Chopra For the past five years, I have entered the front door of my workplace, walked down a few hallways and settled into my cubicle on the first floor. That’s about 1,230 instances – give or take for vacations, sick days and whatnot – of the same
Three days ago, I began crafting this blog entry. At the time – amidst a period of petulant exasperation as a result of a ridiculous amount of meetings coupled with a number of misguided expectations about my new position – the tone and direction of the entry were what I would most accurately classify as,
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