Mormon Missionaries
Sister J & Arminda, September 2013 I’m sure you’ve seen the Mormon missionaries around your town. They all look pretty much the same: young. The boys wear suits and ties and often ride bikes and...
View ArticleHappiness Crusade
On February 13, 2012, I started a 21-day “dopamine challenge” here on this blog titled Creating Positive. Many of you joined me in that initiative (and it’s not too late to get started) because...
View ArticleOpposable Thumbs
Happiness is such a lovely gift we choose to give ourselves each day. This morning I was dragging my feet just a bit as I suited up to walk Eli. It was really cold outside and I don’t very much like...
View ArticleMiss Bossy Pants
A few days ago I was in the midst of some lighthearted texting banter with a friend when he casually threw a handful of descriptors my direction, charging me of being the following: high maintenance...
View ArticleJust Keep Going
There was a period of time in my life when I felt broken emotionally and couldn’t see through the density of my situation to a better tomorrow. I knew only to take one step at a time, placing one foot...
View ArticleBicycles & Ego
Whether or not we like to admit it, we all have egos. Some larger than others, but we all have them. Our egoistic self thrives on its own significance. And because it thrives on indulgence of self, it...
View ArticleHappy People Help
Unless you live under a rock, you don’t have to look very far before the realities of the suffering of so many around the world crosses your path in some form or another. Whether you’re following the...
View ArticleMile Marker 1.64
I love to run. No, not the I have to run a marathon to feel like I’m a runner kind of run. (And my hat is off to those who are that kind of a runner; I just don’t happen to include myself in your...
View ArticleWhat if My Future Wasn’t That Great?
Walking through an old neighborhood recently I paused opposite the house where my college boyfriend lived. Staring at that southern front porch I smiled at the countless hours we spent sitting there,...
View ArticleWhat if I’m Amazing?
How we do anything is how we do everything. I showed up early at the gym for my session with my trainer. I was ready to work, to play hard. He started me off easy with some high leg kicks into a lunge...
View ArticlePink Walls and The Partridge Family
Sweat drips off my face, my heart is pounding, and all I can think about is that 4th of July we spent together in New Mexico three years ago — wrapped together in the big red blanket from the trunk of...
View ArticleI’m Back
Something just came over me. I am no longer in control, but someone or something is definitely in control. My senses tell me enough to know I’m not, oddly enough, out of control; I’m just no longer...
View ArticleThe Summer of 1997
It was the summer of 1997: cash in-hand was money; the prolific use of debit cards didn’t exist; CDs were being ripped and sold on the black market (I definitely bought from that market); Celine Dion...
View ArticleThe Great Alone: A Fringe Reader’s Review
Kristin Hannah is a very popular author. I tend to read on the fringe of that popularity awareness spectrum. I do not typically navigate the same reading trends and lanes as all the other people out...
View ArticlePlanked Awareness
The aged wooden planks beneath my sandals reverberate just enough with each step to ignite my almost anticipatory sensory system, which is apparently the factory default setting in this body of mine....
View ArticleI Believe In Magic
I believe in magic. And moonlight. And the witchery that is womanhood — the BEING of a woman. I’ve seen it written that “we are the granddaughters of the witches they forgot to burn,” and I sometimes...
View ArticleAcorns and Oak Trees
There’s a massive oak tree in my backyard. I didn’t know it was there, or more accurately, that it was an oak tree because of course I knew the tree was there. But there’s a difference in knowing...
View ArticleThe Leaf Heist
Carl’s cleverness (and to be completely open and honest with you, I’m not sure how clever he truly is because there’s Carla to tell you about, and I mean no disrespect to either Carl, himself, and...
View ArticleTofu and the Three Ghosts
My immediate future is bringing me a delicious stir-fry for dinner. I started preparations for that future several hours ago when I removed the tofu from the freezer and set it on the counter to thaw....
View ArticleBees and Birds
Bumblebees spend their days banging into my window and into each other — it must be something to tumble through life because you’re just so happy to be in it — you touch everything in your flight...
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