you will never catch up.Walk around feeling like a leafknow you could tumble at any second.Then decide what to do with your time.― Naomi Shihab Nye, The Art of Disappearing I’ve fallen in love with the bullet journal again. It’s not so much because of a love of organization, it’s more a need for organization…
“Research increasingly shows that what is important doesn’t necessarily get our attention, but what gets our attention becomes important. This mirrors a concept in ancient Buddhist psychology that is often referred to as selective watering. In short, the mind contains a diverse variety of seeds: joy, integrity, anger, jealousy, greed, love, delusion, creativity, and so…
“I can be by myself because I’m never lonely, I’m simply alone, living in my heavily populated solitude, a harum-scarum of infinity and eternity, and Infinity and Eternity seem to take a liking to the likes of me.” — Bohumil Hrabal There is a moment in solo business travel where you’re inevitably going to feel…
“In the soul of man,” Herman Melville wrote, in one of his terrifying flights of prophecy in Moby-Dick, “there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life.” Cast off from that protected world, he’d gone on, and “thou canst never return!” But the…
Winter is different this year. The ground, frozen for weeks leading up to the New Year, thawed in a warming trend that hit New England in the first few weeks of the year. We sometimes say we’re grateful when it rains instead of snows here, knowing the general equation of one inch of rain equalling…
“Never own more than you can carry in both hands at a dead run.” ― Robert Heinlein The quest to simplify is often a process of one step forward, two steps back. Eliminating things shouldn’t be so very complicated. Accumulating stuff shouldn’t be so very easy. It’s the eternal wrestling match of what to keep…
Sunset smells of dinnerWomen are calling at me to end my talesBut perhaps I’ll see you the next quiet placeI furl my sails— Crosby, Stills & Nash, The Lee Shore David Crosby grew on me over time. He was always the troublemaker in the two famous bands he was an integral part of, always pushing…
Every day I die again, and again I’m rebornEvery day I have to find the courageTo walk out into the streetWith arms outGot a love you can’t defeatNeither down nor outThere’s nothing you have that I needI can breatheBreathe now— U2, Breathe When you settle into a conversation about the best U2 songs, well, it’s…
“I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.” — Joan Didion “You do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going. What you need is to recognize the possibilities…
Work is a funny thing, for it represents so much of our identity, yet, if we live well, it’s only a small part of who we are. For if this life is about the accumulation of experiences, relationships, knowledge and self-understanding, work adds to each of these things but isn’t all of any of them….