August 2011

Ever get the feeling that you don't know who you are? What you are? Where you are? I'm feeling this now as I transition to Cleveland and sort out the next phase of my life. Of SOMO. And beyond. Thank goodness mercury is coming out of retrograde on the 26th, which means clearer clarity, clearer communication, and clearer collaboration are on its way. Patience, Louis. ("I'm workin' on it!") Collaboration is the name of the game -- and what positive psychology purports is just that: putting aside ego (am workin' on this too), embracing individuality and diversity at the same time and realizing we...

Mindful Every day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light. It was what I was born for - to look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world - to instruct myself over and over in joy, and acclamation. Nor am I talking about the exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful, the very extravagant - but of the ordinary, the common, the very drab, the daily presentations. Oh, good scholar, I say to myself, how can you help but grow wise with such teachings as these - the untrimmable light of the world, the ocean's shine, the prayers that are made out of grass? ~ Mary Oliver ~ (Why I Wake Early)...

I'm feeling a whole slew of "threat" response surfacing lately -- fear, anxiety, scarcity. Even with all of this knowledge of positive psychology (that thoughts lead to feelings), I still find myself caught in this whirlwind of frustration. What are the beliefs underscoring (or overwhelming!) my feeling this way? Spending a week as a seminar participants in Jack Canfield's Breakthrough to Success program has been way eye-opening for me. I know I am not showing up to play full out. I feel myself on the fringes and I don't like it here. Why is it happening? There are many variables: I didn't necessarily...

You know the kind? It's when there *appears to be many balls in the air - and the juggling is going well. Until, of course a bump. Or two. Bumps are natural. (Booty and otherwise.) The thing about bumps is that they require adaptation -- and as we know from Mr. Darwin, that's the name of the game. "The fittest" = the most adaptable. My bump has been this move to Cleveland. When I think I just moved to a new apartment in NYC earlier this year (with a heavy broker's fee, I'll add), it wasn't even in my consciousness that...

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