I have been pretty much blind for forever. Not *actually* blind. I can see. It's just that I have to wear coke-bottle thick glasses or very strong contacts to do it. Me with my glasses. And my cat looking like a rabbit. And wine. I got my first pair of specs in Gr. 4, but… Continue reading laser eye surgery is my thing
"This has been incredible. How do you know all this stuff?" I am comfortably sitting on the floor cross-legged at sunset with a glass of red wine in my hand. I am leading a strategic planning retreat for entrepreneurs and the team is feeling pleasantly tired from the focused work, and also fired up. I… Continue reading being 43 is my thing
As I write this I am hurtling through the air on a jet plane from Vancouver to Portland (for work and a little bit of pleasure, woot! woot!). This is my first time on a flight since the end of 2019 because of that whole pandemic thing, and it all feels a bit surreal, like… Continue reading is portland my thing
So, now that we (I am taking for granted that you and I are in this together now) have decided that my goal for this challenge the next 9ish months is to figure out how to feel comfortable in my own skin... I (*cough* WE) need a plan...
I wrote that whole "what is the point of this year long challenge of mine" post last week and within a few hours of it going live I realized it was all wrong. I came to conclusions, it felt tidy, it sounded reasonable more or less... but no. The happiness thing? I guess... not? Quick… Continue reading i made a mistake last week, sorry
As I come to the end of the first quarter of 2022, I am wondering what the purpose of this challenge of mine is. Why am I doing this? What is the point?
For forever I had felt like I was one hack away from really tapping into my professional groove. It always felt like something was just a little bit off.
For the month of February I have decided "my thing" is readings (tarot, psychic, Human Design etc) but I am dragging my feet on the actual DOING IT part of this decision...
I have something a bit lame to confess… or maybe it’s embarrassing or sad... or I'm overthinking it… you be the judge. Here goes: I don’t know what my “thing” should be for February. January = Axe Throwing February = ????? Don’t get me wrong, I have come up with a whole host of possibilities… Continue reading a confession