
Birthday Freak Out
A few days ago I turned 39. Each year, when it’s my birthday I develop a princess complex. I feel like the world should stop and put on a parade because it’s the day that I was born… Continue reading Birthday Freak Out
A blog about leaving the city and a certain state of mind.
A few days ago I turned 39. Each year, when it’s my birthday I develop a princess complex. I feel like the world should stop and put on a parade because it’s the day that I was born… Continue reading Birthday Freak Out
It’s been so rainy and humid I can’t get my washing dry. Yesterday I ventured to the Laundromat. I don’t … Continue reading Laundromat Etiquette
Eventually I could stand it no longer. I got up and jotted down all the thoughts in my head. No wordsmithing, just bullet points and words that I knew would trigger my memory later. After that, my mind was at peace and I was able to concentrate on my Yoga practice. Continue reading Creativity: The Work of the Possessed?
A few nights ago I watched a great TED Talk by Graham Hill titled ‘Less Stuff, More Happiness’. He spoke about ‘editing’ your … Continue reading “Stuff Editing” – Are you doing it?
I am a fish-killer. Goldfish killer that is. I just can’t seem to keep them alive. I don’t know why… There are only three remaining and of those three, two are permanently stuck on their side. Each time I go to scoop them out and give them a burial at sea their little fins start fluttering. Continue reading The Quiet Death of Goldfish
Completing something is a fancy feat indeed! Continuing is another thing altogether. Why is it that it’s so difficult to change a bad habit or create a new ‘good’ habit? Ways of being do not shift easily. Continue reading 3 Ingredients to a New Habit that Sticks
Are night owls more creative? Personally I am a night owl; it’s a very creative time of day for me… I did a little research into this question and found a lot of evidence supporting the claim that we ARE more creative. However I know many morning people who would swear otherwise, so I guess it’s a personal thing which depends on your daily energy/concentration rhythms. Continue reading The Night Owl vs The Morning Pussycat