All of these beautiful celebrations of the season are special and important, and unfortunately they all have the potential to combine into a really tragic waste of resources if we don’t go about them with some intentionality and thought.
Somehow just knowing that my ability to savor the experience and feel hugely grateful for it continues long after the moment has passed gives me freedom to let go of that niggling worry and instead savor the experience while it is happening.
While I have to credit a week of vacation at home for some of this week’s spots of joy, some of the good feelings were personally achieved and it’s those that I want to share.
Things will frustrate and anger you, and you can choose to respond with patience, with grace.
There are some costumes I’ve forgotten as the years have passed, but the characters I do remember were the ones I dreamt of being
I figure the universe, God, the reticular activating system, are all conspiring to open my mind to this area, it's something others might benefit from too.
My mindset told me that success/happiness/big things couldn’t possibly be achieved by the person who I was. I needed to do the hard work, the literal grinding, of removing pounds of useless rock to become the ‘angel’ I wanted to be.
While every day should have some focus on mental health, this day is set aside each year as a day to remind society, from leadership of companies and policy makers to individuals like you and me, to invest in mental health.
What happens when you put thousands of sweaty people from all walks of life, countries, age groups, socioeconomic levels and perspectives together in one place? You see some stuff.
I think you are fabulous and deserve a pat on the back, a high five to congratulate your efforts. Since I can't give you an actual pat on the back or high five, this week's article is one long virtual hug.