We’re an hour into Lent on the East Coast. I am not Catholic but for three days I’ve been racking my brains about what to give up for the next forty. Over the years I’ve given up tangible things like wine, chocolate, and coffee. I’ve tried intangible concepts like giving up fear or procrastination. The first time I gave something up for Lent it was simply for the challenge. Although I was baptized in the Anglican Read more
Humpday. Once upon a time I hated Wednesdays. Nothing good ever happened on a Wednesday. Mondays offered the hope of a clean slate, Fridays brought release and Thursdays were magical. But on Wednesday I was stranded in the middle waiting to get to the end. And then things changed, as they so often do. Slowly and organically Wednesdays came to symbolize something else. The middle of the week was now an opportunity to check in Read more
manifesto; noun, mission statement, proclamation, declaration, announcement Every since the Whitney Houston news and the onslaught of opinions, I’ve been re-examining my own struggles with change. Most people I know want to change something in their lives, whether it’s physical or material. We are saturated with books, DVDs, programs, pills and more that will help us be “better” – better lovers, dressers, parents, spouses, students, cooks, and so on. But real change, the kind that endures after Read more
Like the rest of the world I woke up Sunday to the news that Whitney Houston had died. Opinions were flying fast and furious through the cyber sphere, and sadly a fair bit of it negative and judgmental. I spent the day sequestered in my room working. At one point I overheard snippets of a program B.I.L was watching in the next room. Chris Herren, a former basketball player with the Boston Celtics was sharing Read more
There are a lot of people claiming to have a direct line to God. Their conversations don’t leave me with a lot of faith. I mean really, if I called up and the voice on the end of the line was telling me to go kill someone for them, I’d hang up and redial because obviously I had the wrong number. Of course that’s an extreme example. It’s irritating that so much energy is spent Read more
I’m always worried. I worry about all sorts of things from personal finances to the global economic crisis; from my health to the impending doom of the planet’s destruction. I’m trying to cure myself of this habit but I’m genetically inclined. My mother was a worrier and her mother before her. The road to recovery starts with recognition of the affliction. Recently I worried about losing momentum on this blogging business because this living business Read more
“This,” cried the scientist “is your Earth’s darkest hour!” ” The time for all Who’s who have blood that is red, to come to the aid of their planet!” he said. “We’ve GOT to make noises in greater amounts! So open your voice lad! For every voice counts!” ~ Read more
A little something to share…Grief’s Not a Disease! (thedailybeast.com) As far as I see it, you can’t medicate grief. You can try but you will fail. It’s going to hurt, but it’s going to hurt more the longer you put it off – kind of like removing a band-aid. And the truth is you can’t completely numb it. I drank a lot when my mother passed, not necessarily Barfly style binges but enough happy hours and Read more