Posts Tagged ‘Elon Musk’

Some Days Are Diamonds

After last night’s rain, the sun came through the trees this morning, offering a forest of diamonds. That was a nice beginning.

Then came breakfast with my daughter and my fit-as-a-fiddle 91 yr. old mother. After our meal, Mac and I took my sweet mama to the airport in Charlotte. Mom has been here for six weeks. She’s a diamond, and our visit was full of diamonds. We laughed, cried, and everything in between. We accidentally burned the mashed potatoes. We dreamed out loud. We misunderstood each other (or shall I say I misunderstood her) and we figured it out. We cooked together and ate great food. She helped me get started on some emotionally difficult tasks, like facing Eric’s closet, especially his empty shoes. I can handle it now, thanks to her.

After we dropped Mom off, I met up with a high school classmate who happened to be in Charlotte. Diamonds here, diamonds there, diamonds everywhere.


On the way home from the airport, I had an extraordinary talk with my daughter, filled with sparkling, eye-opening causes to pause. You know, there are talks, and then there are TALKS, those soulful catch-ups that start slow and build.

My best talks with MacKenzie usually start with some influential outside information. As we drove home, we listened to a TED Talk, an interview with Tesla/SpaceX genius, Elon Musk.

Elon Musk (if you don’t know him already) will blow your mind with what he has accomplished in his 45 years on Earth. Currently, he’s building a 3D tunnel network below Los Angeles to alleviate traffic congestion. Cars will travel on skates in a tube, and be able to commute from Westwood to LAX in 5 to 6 minutes, for instance.

Add to that Elon’s rocket-to-Mars program, his sustainable energy and solar roofs that power an entire house and last forever, the alternative education he created for his children, his auto-pilot Tesla cars and semi trucks, and you’re on your way to knowing a little more about Elon Musk. 

So that’s where MacKenzie and I began — with Elon and Tesla and tunnels and roofs and rockets, which reset my personal orientation, I have to say. Starting a conversation from an expanded reality has the brilliant benefit of lifting everything I’ve been thinking or feeling, everything I think I know into an entirely new context, which changes my now and therefore my future.

What followed was something I could not have predicted. We resolved parts and pieces of the last five years of relating to each other. There were chunks I didn’t know about, and when I heard her words, I stopped in my tracks to consider fully what she was saying. I absorbed. I learned. I changed in the moment.

I know, priceless. Sparkling. Full of light and love.

Look out world, I’ve got diamonds in the souls (soles) of my shoes.





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Intimacy Is Everywhere

Hello Everyone,

Today, intimacy.

Love to you all,

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Friday Love: Bam! Gate Breaking, Anyone?

Good Friday, Everyone!

Today, I’m sharing a story about how I accidentally accomplished something on my bucket list. I ran through an exit gate while looking the other way. The hood of my car is scratched up, and one windshield wiper is a mess, but let’s have a good laugh about how we never expect what “getting what we want” includes!

Let me know if you relate…

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Enough with the Name-Calling

It seems to be a growing fad these days to call someone a narcissist, or declare they are toxic.
Political name-calling is similar—we assign politicians and voters to categories, and brush them off as if they are unintelligent, inferior, or even worthless.
By labeling others, we miss their humanity. We gloss over their struggle, their best effort at dealing with life. We dismiss them.
We do to them what we believe they are doing to others.
Look past a label, and in the soft light of day, there stands a person like you or like me, coping as best they can. At the end of the day, no friend, parent, or lover making conscious choices intends to be mean, or to ignore, or to embellish. There is always more to the story.
If we label others, then for sure we label ourselves. We trap ourselves into believing we are less than. Or not enough. Or we don’t give ourselves the time and forgiveness to work through our “stuff.” Maybe, if we stopped accusing others of narcissism, we could forgive ourselves for those moments when we were narrow-minded, inconsiderate, or afraid.
When it comes to labels, nobody wins.
So, my dear people, I suggest we peer a little deeper into ourselves to investigate a need to separate ourselves from others by tacking them with a label filled with disdain or scorn.
It is my wish that you view this video and take it to heart.
Much love,

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