I'm a little bit obsessed with CliftonStrengths (formerly Strengthsfinder). It's an online assessment (with supporting books and programs) that helps you identify where your innate talents lie. Idea being that when you focus your time, energy and attention on your greatest potential, that you will be happier, more successful, etc etc. (Tapping into your untapped … Continue reading Got Untapped Strengths?
Years ago when I was going through a really hard time, one of my dearest friends taught me a question that got me through sleepless nights and has since served me well. "What good can come of this?" It's a hard question to ask yourself when things seem quite impossibly "bad." But it's worth it. … Continue reading What Good Can Come Of This?
"I just don't understand why the world was created. I mean why are we here?" Says everyone including my seven-year-old son while he was falling asleep last night. Wow! What a reminder to never underestimate the depth of a child's musings. Especially the souls who clearly have fully developed adult sensibilities and just happen to … Continue reading Kids Are Philosophers, Too!
Ya know, despite my best efforts, some of the worst news headlines still sink in. And sometimes I click on those story links and my guts twist in a knot. The shootings. The abuse. The neglect. The absurd. This morning it was: "Man Strangles Woman On Plane For Putting Back Her Seat" And then there … Continue reading The News Basically Sucks, But People Are Still Basically Good
I grew up afraid of being caught idle. It just wasn't a thing to do. In fact, there were a million BETTER things to do rather than sitting around in your Gap loungewear (didn't exist) and chillaxing (nope, not yet). Maybe it was the influence of Depression Era grandparents. Or our conservative Catholic school. Or … Continue reading Newsflash: Resting Is Not Same As Being Lazy
I don't smoke. I don't drink. I eat my vegetables. In fact, lots of them. Organic, of course. I exercise regularly. I floss daily. I wash my hands borderline obsessively. And I almost never eat sugar. Because my body is happiest this way. But, damn it, I will not pass up a gumball machine. Never. … Continue reading Never Pass Up A Gumball Machine
What makes it so difficult to set aside our pride and admit when we are flat out wrong? Is "sorry" actually the hardest word? The other day I witnessed a near accident in front of my son's elementary school. The hairs on my neck are still standing up. How the driver handled herself - in … Continue reading Just Say ‘I’m Sorry,’ Darn It!