How to Find Happiness Right Now
I spend too much of my time thinking that if I were a successful writer sitting in a beach house with a high metabolism and all the snacks in the world, I would be happier than I am today. Or if I…
I spend too much of my time thinking that if I were a successful writer sitting in a beach house with a high metabolism and all the snacks in the world, I would be happier than I am today. Or if I…
Note: Today’s guest blogger is Janet Newcomb, a good friend and teacher. She shared a story with me about teaching, and I asked her to write it down so I could share it with you. Thank you, Janet! Anyone who…
I am an optimist. I believe that we are inherently good, and that love will win. I believe that most people want to help, and that McDonald’s didn’t intend to gradually kill us with their french fries. But I’m not particularly peaceful…
The political season is upon us, which turns many friends and family members into WWE opponents. It seems that civil discourse is out of the question. Apparently, Morton Downey Jr. has become our conversational role-model. So, what happens if our political…
I woke up in a hotel in Missouri and stared at the face of my youngest child. I was leaving her at college today, and I cried like I was watching an ASPCA commercial. Panic descended as I realized that today was…
There’s nothing like waking up at the beach with the realization that you have absolutely NOTHING to do. There is no deadline, no laundry pick-up, no calls to make. Well, there could be, but when on vacation I pretend that…
I am relying way too much on Starbucks drinks right now for energy. At this moment, I could read a thousand motivational quotes and yawn. I’ve been writing and promoting and learning new skills and serving clients and taking care…
Life is difficult. . . mostly because we focus on fear and ignore the simple, daily points of inspirations. I walk through a nature path of spectacular beauty, only to become furious when I see a can tossed carelessly in the woods. Instead…
I wrote my first novel at the tender age of eight, although I wasn’t all that tender. The story was about a young girl who lost her parents, lived in a cave, and was raised by bears. I’m not sure…
My story is one of high and low energy. I rarely have a day that I steadily plod through, getting things done in an orderly fashion. Instead, I am either the Tazmanian devil, going through my day like a whirling dervish…
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