Biker verbs in Montana!
Looks like Life is a Verb went on a road trip out West this weekend. I’ve been wondering where all the male version readers are. I know you’re out there. I get as many emails from men type readers as I do women. So here’s Mike in Montana rocking his …
Day 15 :: Write those love letters now
"My last 37 days. … First thought: I’d write a love letter to everyone in my life, thanking them for the gifts of themselves, for their touches of kindness, mercy, hilarity, generosity, loving touch … I’d get myself to an ocean and soak up its rhythms until they’re washed …
Competition of the Verbs
This made me laugh out loud (I think there was a snort involved), sitting on the floor of the San Diego airport Gate 40, awaiting my flight home. Have I ever mentioned how much I love going home? From Patricia in California, this note with the subject line, "My competitive …
San Diego verbs!
Imagine my surprise when a woman came walking toward me with not one, but two copies of Life is a Verb in the hallway of the San Diego Convention Center! And so, Susan Grimes, my thanks for lugging those copies of the book all the way to San Diego with …
Day 16 :: Take off your bra
"You know, my whole life I have battled depression. I cannot begin to number the minutes, hours, days and weeks I have spent leaning toward and even longing for death. Between the ages of 14 and 23 things were really wicked. When I think back to how much I didn’t …
Day 17 :: Ask “what’s stopping me?”
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart. Learn to love the questions themselves -Rilke "The thought of having 37 days of time left on this earth frightens me. But not nearly as much as the act of writing what I would do with my last 37 days. …
Circles and more circles
Well, through the miracle of modern nerve-racking air travel at 37,000 bumpy feet, I went to bed 48, woke up 49 (if three hours counts as sleep), and was in San Diego before noon. Pleading for a birthday upgrade on Delta got me exactly in 33D, behind a family I’ll …
My birthday wish to you
First of all, let me just suggest that 6 a.m. flights are the work of the devil. I’m celebrating my birthday at happy Gate A31 in the Atlanta airport with a cold bagel and a soy latte. There’s a man sitting way far too close to me for this early …
Day 18 :: Practice unconditional love
Sometimes, pictures tell the story in a way that words cannot. This came in without a name attached–I’ve asked the sender to let me know who they are! I loved the photos so much. Here is what she wrote: "If I had 37 days left to live, I would capture …
