Maybe it is just the wrong road. Turn the F around!

C.S. Lewis said that making progress might mean making a u-turn because you’re on the wrong path and you have walk back to the right road. Siri often says to me “make a legal u-turn” when I don’t want to.  It annoys the hell out of me.  Sometimes I'm taking a detour on purpose, and …

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Seek ritual instead of result

I am a results kind of person. My husband even more so. We are get shit done people. And so life gets super hard when getting shit done gets complicated, or we are forced to recognize that there are actually things in life that are not "fixable." Oh, the agony! We may take it to …

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Listening is Adventurous too

A few months ago a favorite yoga teacher told me about Brene Brown's latest book Rising Strong. I have been reading and re-reading passages in the book, and trying to integrate them. There's so much in there that it's hard to take it in. But one piece of it (right now) has kept me thinking.  …

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Small gestures

Sometimes I like to play a game with myself. For a few days I will make it a point that everywhere I go, into each store, each person I come in contact with I will pay attention to and make a meaningful comment to them. At the grocery, or Target, or a restaurant, or wherever, …

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Two hearts climb: a VDay post

In honor of Valentine's Day, I thought I would gush on about my husband just a bit, share the adventure of our marriage and a bit about a conversation that grew from listening to a podcast. A couple of weeks ago my husband and I were on a long drive listening to podcasts as we …

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A reflection on 50 years

When the Prince song 1999 came out in 1982, my friends and I loved dancing to it. I was a huge American Bandstand fan, and the moment when he appeared with Dick Clark, I loved all things Prince. Still do. But that song has always haunted me. Because after all the dancing, my most distinct …

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