In my desire to tell the whole story, I am telling none of it. “Cooked in the squat,” as legendary salesman and motivational speaker Zig Zigler said. The analogy, as I heard it long ago on cassette tape while driving to business meetings, was about a mixture formed with all the ingredients. The lumps of … Read more
Do something .. anything will do when you feel stuck.
I clean because I have it in my head that even a spontaneous solution to being stuck, should be productive. So, if I am going to do something, anything, at least I will come out with a clean space. Cleaning and moving things around makes room for more ideas, possibly different stuff and easier movement. Don’t you feel calmer, or even more creative in a cleaner, lighter space?
Tonight, 1/11/25, I stopped eating at 6:30 and then found one tiny piece of sourdough, which I defrosted to have with some topping, making for a satisfying, non-sweet chew after a soup and salad dinner.
Tonight I bought a kilo of millet and searched on YouTube about its benefits and how to prepare it. Somehow the 6-minute Vimeo led me to the Focus on the Family channel. I immediately recognized the voice of the man being interviewed and even the aged version of his familiar face.
On 01 of 01 2025 at 11:00 pm I staved off the sleepiness that was claiming my eyeballs and my energy by deciding I wanted to spend some time deleting Facebook ‘friends.’ I went at it using the quickest method I had found, to date. The friends who fell came from past networking events, friends … Read more
If we are the average of the 5 people closest to us, I need an upgrade.
This warning that we are the average of the 5 people closest to us is well-known in circles dedicated to helping us find the clues to success in life, work and community.
For me, since I chose to lessen my workload while suffering for a year or more and then waiting for surgery, and then letting it dwindle down to a single contract, ‘my 5’ have now dwindled also.
This year I unexpectedly saved a fortune on new fashion, not because of Black Friday, but because I discovered the nearly new treasures at the back of my closet.
Seems like the holiday season sales started in my neighbourhood a day after Halloween’s sweet treat debauchery ended. All I needed was to replace my pants. The two pairs of pants in rotation for when I left the house for provisions, endured with me through the COVID-19 lockdowns and then hung in, all puns intended, in the year-long wait for hip surgery.
Dateline: Kitsilano and Kerrisdale, Vancouver
I rose for part one of the day at 4:00’ish, made tea, prepped a salad for later and was still around to join at 6 a.m. Zoom meeting for which I had submitted a question. Mine waited between #24 when the Ask Me Anything session stopped with 59 waiting in total for the same 90 minutes with Dr. Tim who came late. He was told 9:30 Eastern time.. but 119 of us showed up at the 6 a.m. LA time and waited until the author of the error logged in.
On Monday, I hoped for a glorious adventure others might have judged as mundane. On my mission, I would have to tolerate possible crowds, fatigue, surprise vertigo and general overall weakness. It would be me, a bus pass, a cellphone back up and the walker with hand brakes and basket I still needed to rely on for walkabouts farther from my home.
Also, the day’s plan had a pick-your-own-path component like in stories where the reader determines the next choice of action and outcome.
It’s a cold day in Vancouver at 8 C and 46 Fahrenheit but it is walkable in sufficient comfort. I venture out with my cotton mock turtleneck, cotton striped hoodie and fleece vest. New wool socks trap the heat I generate in the runners who have just one more season left to them due to rebuilt old orthotics. It radiates upwards under the polyester pants and I ambulate through the streets. The bearable chill and early darkness make space for reflection.