I’m writing a book, book, book.
In time, you’ll be able to take a look, look, look.
Meanwhile, I flow, flow, flow.
Who knows how this will go, go, go!
Until then, I write, write, write,
Like a pen-holding sprite, sprite, sprite
Perhaps I might, might, might
Produce something to excite, excite, excite!
In any case, I promise you the book will be better than this silly poem!!!
I just wanted you to know that I am indeed writing and have been speaking to a publisher — just had an inspiring follow-up conversation with her yesterday. She gave me some crowd-funding ideas for publishing and I set a writing schedule for myself (although quite a challenge during the Holidays!!)
I’m really excited about these beginning steps. The best thing for me so far, is the process of sitting down to write. Every day is a blank canvas even though I wrote yesterday, and it’s a good thing I welcome a page with nothing on it. I’m appreciative of that!
In writing, “finding one’s voice” and one’s style is also a beautiful thing. As I imagine and write “like me” (not another person’s voice or ideas about what a relationship self-help book should be) the writing feels natural and satisfying and hopefully it will feel that way to you, too.
This is going to be a great year! I’ll keep you posted.
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!
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.