An old friend of mine co-produces a podcast called The Control Variable. It’s primarily about how Americans have been manipulated into believing conspiracy theories and eventually attacked the Capitol. They’ve released four episodes so far. This morning, while on the treadmill, I listed to episode four. Enjoy isn’t quite the right word I would use…
Category: Life
Mementos
… where the swish of jacket sleeves… So began my morning’s Proustian moment – one of those small moments when a sound, smell, phrase, sight, or other external stimulus unearths a memory and maybe puts me in a daze. We all have them, or at least I think we do. This morning, while reading, I…
Not a Valentine’s Post
I feel like I should write something… it’s been a while and I feel guilty – sorta. I thought about writing another Valentine’s Day post, but this one from a year ago still holds up. I’ve also wanted to write about the absolute stuck in the pit of despair feeling I had over the weekend,…
Red Delights and the Limits of Ambition
Today has been full of tiny competitions for my attention. At times, I’ve told myself, “no more! If it’s not related to x, y, or z, I’m not going to give it my time.” – x, y, and z being goals like getting some poems published, or figuring out the meaning of life, or building…
The Nature of Man?
Tiger got to hunt,
bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder ‘why, why, why?’
Tiger got to sleep,
bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand.
Cutting Carrots
I want what I want when I want it. In that regard, I’m a selfish (and normal) human being. I try to be mindful and keep that selfishness in check, but I am amazed at how often I slip back into the daily grind thinking that “the world is all about me and everyone is…
Some Words of Encouragement
My daughter has started to volunteer, fundraise, and advocate on behalf of the Alzheimer’s Association. It’s a cause she cares about and one that has touched her personally. I’m proud of her for doing this. I’m proud of her for taking those first awkward steps into public speaking. I’m proud of her for sticking with…
Shoveling and Work
I live off a gravel road in Central Pennsylvania. I’m near major roads – I’m not in the boonies, but my road is not paved. There are only two houses on this road – which stretches a few hundred feet – maybe 300. We’re each set back 50 – 100 feet from the gravel road….
You Don’t Know Me
One of the morning’s headlines read, “COVID-19 is linked to more diabetes diagnoses among kids, CDC study finds.” My first thought was, I’m so glad I’m not raising kids during this pandemic. It was a selfish thought, but I can’t imagine the stressors… Parents have to worry so much more about the health of their…
Not Quite Stir-Crazy
I had a meeting on Tuesday afternoon to discuss our organization’s retirement plan. Reviewing retirement plans, healthcare plans, and tracking a few dozen different vendors (cleaning service, entryway carpets, copier maintenance, auditors, insurance, etc. etc. etc) are the less than glamorous aspects of running an organization. On Wednesday, I attended a summit of network CEOs…
Old Age and Blankets
I was scrolling through Twitter the other night (yes, I’ve gone back on to social media – though in smaller doses) when I came across this tweet about old people and blankets on their laps. Sitting in my favorite spot on the sofa, I looked down at the soft, but not very attractive paisley-print fleece…
A Tale of Two Sundays
Sundays are the worst. Maybe not all Sundays, but enough of them. And maybe not all of Sunday, but parts of it. I know, I know – for someone who is trying to be more mindful and practice things like gratitude, I’m doing a pretty shitty job of it with statements like Sundays are the…