I’m a master at diversion. Somehow, I don’t think I’m alone. If I was, airlines wouldn’t have a practice of saying “If the oxygen masks drop from the ceiling, put your own on before assisting others.”
Before launching into yoga or belly dancing or strength training or what I know will be an ill-fated attempt at being a vegan, I’m going to take Richard from Texas’ advice, and I’m going to learn to select my thoughts and work on the mind.
Originally published September 19, 2017 on Elaine Ambrose’s hysterically funny blog Getting a house ready to sell is an excruciating process. It’s like having a colonoscopy every day for a month that culminates in the doctor finding $50,000 in your ass. I’d owned this home for 11 years, and suddenly I was in the position to […]
There are two things I know for sure as I sit down to write this. The first — Carrie Fisher is my spirit animal. And the second is that as human beings, we seem to be born with thousands of incomplete circuits looking for closure.
Passion isn’t something you stumble upon in the dark or find in the arms of another, Nor is it a rush of energy or an intrinsic spot you can place your thumb upon. Sometimes nameless, sometimes bold-type obvious – passion is quiet. Soul shifting, small pulses, it awaits until its whisper is heard, And then […]