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I used to send out these little observations as day brighteners, I called them Joy Bubbles. And I loved it when someone would reply and tell me the joy bubble had, indeed, brightened their day, because when their day was brightened mine was too. It made me happy. Is that weird? No. And here’s some…
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Repost from an old blog: 2013 So, it’s hot out. I mean melt the candles, burn the soles of your feet, let’s go to the State Fair hot. We decided to go to the mall instead, you know the one–the big one, the Mall of America. Dang right, ‘Merica’s Mall! I loathe it. Okay,…
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I have a plethora of written material spread over numerous notebooks (paper and digital). Most of it should not be shared, but I’ve decided that if I see something that might help someone else take a step forward (and at the same time, to remind myself to take that same step) that I’ll share it.…
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I’m pretty sure when people think of “happy” people they don’t necessarily see them as courageous or strong, and yet, more than likely, they are happy because they understand how not to be crushed under the weight of fear and adversity. I remember being in a management class and we were talking about adversity and how to…
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I was taking a walk and thinking about all the things I was doing and wondering if I was on the right path, and as I walked I said, “Okay God, show me a sign that I’m on the right path…show me a fox on my walk.” And then I immediately said to myself, you can’t…
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Has this happened to you? You’re strolling along–actually, not strolling, you’re rushing along through your life–get up, get kid up, off to school, get to work, EMAILS, drama, EMAILS, more drama, plus emergencies, rush home, dinner, dishes, drama, dog for walk, treadmill (because, uh, the walk wasn’t really enough)…PHEW! By this time all you’re ready…
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Joan (mom) 93: Every morning I wake up and I say, whoa! I’m still here. Wow! When I think about this, I wonder why I’m not doing the same thing? I mean at any given moment my time (here) could be up–so why am I not exuberant with each new day? I grew up Catholic…
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I’m thinking about expectations. Other people’s for me, mine for other people and mine for myself. Sometimes I think I’ve made my expectations clear, only to be disappointed–is my disappointment someone else’s fault or my failure of clarity around my expectations? Yeah. The latter. Dang. No one can meet meet our expectations if we’re not…
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It’s been a while since I posted my progress with Danielle LaPorte’s The Desire Map, and I thought I’d share my findings on my Core Desired Feelings–first though, more of the process. We can’t just get to the Tootsie Roll center! As a re-cap, Danielle LaPorte’s premise is: it’s not the actual goal we want–it’s…
