This morning I tried a little experiment. Actually, it came about last Tuesday, and I pondered it all week, and brought my camera this morning to capture what’s been in my mind.
I feel as though I’m breathing on purpose. I feel as thought everything about my minutes is on purpose, which feels odd. Which makes me wonder how much of my life I really live on purpose.
My dog’s eyes look longingly at me. He wants to go for a walk. Or maybe he wants me to turn the classical music down. Or maybe he just opened his eyes and is looking at me, and I’m reading too much into it. I do that sometimes. My mind’s been wandering in a million […]
“Sometimes questions are more important than answers.” ~ Nancy Willard We get so caught up sometimes in looking for answers, that we forget how important our questions are. Forget about “How did I get here?” and “What do I do now?” Forget about “Why does this keep happening to me?” or “When will things get […]
The termite inspector showed up, and I knew what he would tell me: “Subterranean termites are eating away at your house, ma’am.” Harsh to hear words that confirm what I already know. Sometimes I feel the same way when I talk to my coach.