Change the direction of your intention
Ah, yes. This seems quite in line with our challenge. Changing the direction of our intention, our focus. Take five minutes and twenty-four seconds out of your Busy Me Day to watch and listen. Right about now, this was just what I needed. You? What about me? to What about …
Listen fully
Interesting how the web works. Kind of like….a web. Marilyn commented on my complaint-free post and I read her post about that post which led me to another post, which led me to this very interesting post about "specific moral standards for communication." Ah, the webs we weave with posts. …
Go complaint-free for 37days
Christine Kane has issued a challenge that I love, love, love: "being complaint-free, criticism-free, whine-free, and gossip-free" for 35 days. For the sake of poetic license, let’s make it 37 days. Are you in? Read her post here for all the gory details.
Be my virtual assistant…
Years ago, when I started my own business, I was quickly swamped by details–phone calls to make, interviews to set up for articles I was writing, lots of travel arrangements, invoicing. I hired a virtual assistant, a fantastic woman who lived near Dallas. We worked together for years before ever …
Calgary, take me away…
I’ve been home for weeks now. And yet, today, I’m packing my rollaboard happy wagon full of organic free-trade soy moisturizer not tested on animals and Badger Sleep Balm (addiction alert), all in 3.4 ounce bottles in preparation for my very first trip to Calgary. Whenever I pack for a …
Fill up my thimble
This thimble is full–to the brim–I’d say it’s nigh onto overflowing–with the amount of knowledge I possess about the technology of blogging, websites, how email works, digital ethnography, what makes a refrigerator cold, how the telephone does its happy magic, you name it. That is all to say that I …
Walk down another street
This blog began as a result of a death. Diagnosed with lung cancer, my stepfather died 37 days later, leading me on a journey to explore and question what I would do if I had 37 days left to live. The answer was, in part, to write these essays as …
Stalk the mailman.
There is really nothing I like more than getting mail. Real mail. Not "Dear Homeowner" or "Resident" or anything with letters remotely resembling I.R.S. on the envelope, but honest-to-god envelopes with handwriting on them, the kind where someone far, far away picks up a pen with one hand, turns the …
Name that book.
Hypothetical question. You’ve written a blog for three years. Let’s say it’s called 37days. A publisher wants to make a book out of 37 of the essays from the blog. What’s the title of the book? What’s the subtitle? What would stand out on the shelf and tell in an …
Act as if plastic bags are covered in scratchy evil.
Today is Blog Action Day and I nearly missed it, what with my incessant car-pooling and dinner-cooking and dish-washing and child-dressing. Bloggers all over the world have focused on the environment today, posting great wonderful poetic essays about what we can all do to help the environment, to act–for once, …
