This morning I was writing in my journal and reflecting on some experiences from the past week where I was in a virtual group conversation and I felt good about how it went. I presented myself well, made some connections, advanced my cause. Good work. But it occurred to me that I had entered each group with an automatic and …
The Right Fit
I’m squeeing with delight because I recognized that something wasn’t the right fit for me. I was offered an opportunity that appeared to be ideal. It had attractive elements that dazzled me at first, but as I learned more it became clearer and clearer that it wasn’t a good fit, so I turned it down. An old me might have …
Why is it so hard to stop doing what you hate?
When I think about doing what I hate a funny image comes to mind– flank steak. When I was 22, I dated a guy who cooked flank steak for me. It was one of his two or three specialties. He would marinate this rather stringy cut of beef in Heinz ketchup and honey. He was really proud of the recipe …
In praise of contentment
My manifesto says, “Do What You Love, Love What You Do, and Stop Doing What You Hate.” What I love to do is putter. And futz. Give me a life of puttering and futzing and I’m deliriously contented. Merriam Webster defines putter as “to move or act idly; to work at random.” Futz is a Yiddish term meaning waste time; …
This isn’t working for me
I want to rewrite history. I want to make a different decision in the moment, but the moment has passed. So my only option, aside from kicking myself, is to feel my conviction so intensely that I never make that mistake again. Here’s what happened. We were staying with friends in Avignon in a comfortable AirBnb house with room enough …