Category archives: Life Reflections
Anybody else out there singing “Manic
Monday” this morning? (Admit it, The Bangles rocked). I wouldn’t classify today
as a manic Monday. I’m the usual tired and not quite ready to head back to
work, but in terms of Mondays, this one is a pussycat. And yet, as I was blow
drying my hair, out of nowhere came this blast from the past.
As soon as the song popped into my
head, my mind journeyed back to sixth grade and Mrs. Tonn’s English class where
I’m doing an end-of-year air band with Amy P., whom I ...
Experts say that if you want to keep
your resolutions, you should make them very specific and measurable. So that’s
what I did last year—with mixed results.
My list for 2012 included things such
as call brothers once a month (lasted until April), run twice a week (started,
got injured and restarted), watch one movie a week (not a chance in hell),
finish lavender sweater (ditched the sweater and went for a scarf instead,
which still isn’t finished) and a host of other items.
These were all good resolutions, but
they didn’t seem to really change ...
For many of us New Year's Eve provides that time of year for looking back on the past year before looking forward to the next. For me, the last year has been all about seeing things more clearly. Learning to move in
life’s sweet spot, which is what this blog is all about, has required lots of moments of clarity.
And those moments have felt a bit like walking outside on a sunny day when it’s just
snowed. The world is bright and glittery and so very beautiful, but the longer
you stare at it, the more ...
For Christmas my boss gave me a copy of
the book he’s been reading, “Crossing the Unknown Sea: Work as a Pilgrimage of
Identity.” I feel it both ironic and mildly amusing that the book now sits on
my nightstand next to one I’ve been reading, “When Work Doesn’t Work Anymore:
Women, Work and Identity.”
Work and identity—for me an almost
impossible puzzle to figure out. You see, I started working at age 14 and my
job soon became a place of refuge. At my job, I could be a superstar. I was noticed.
I was ...
Ah, Christmas. What other time of year
has more traditions wrapped around it? It seems that as a species, humans
thrive on tradition and as much as we sometimes complain about it, we will
create traditions where there is a hole.
As a child growing up, my Christmases
followed the same rhythm each year. Christmas Eve we went to “the barn,” a live
reenactment of Jesus’s birth in a real barn, sitting on real hay bales next to
sheep and a donkey with members of our church acting out the scenes (I was the
first live baby Jesus). Audience ...