What do I want to be when I grow up?

Which road should I take?

I don’t know what to wear!

Do I take this job or that job?

Where do I want to live?

Ah, decisions, decisions!  Or, in my world where a different word is used, ah!  Choices, choices!  Don’t we make choices every single moment of our lives?  You bet.  Every day we choose to respond to the alarm clock (or not), get to work on time (or not). . .  Read More…

photo by Richard.Fisher

The following is from Ken Keyes Jr’s book The Hundredth Monkey, written in the early 1980s.  I haven’t read the book, just looked it up after someone told me about it years ago.  I believe this particular account of the observation has since been questioned.

Nonetheless:  it reads like a fairy tale, and I’m a great believer in fairy tales  having profound messages hidden in them.  I like the message I find here. Read More…

Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.  Chief Seattle 

How often do we ask ourselves this question?  I can’t remember the last time I thought about this.

• I get up every morning because I have things I must do.   Oh wait, there’s no more must in my life!  I can stay in bed if I want to.  But  the gardens won’t get watered or weeded or tilled or planted or whatever it is they need.  I don’t much like that scenario, so even though I don’t gotta, I CHOOSE to get out of bed and go do that stuff.  The gardens and I are connected. Read More…

my happy daughters Sara and Bess

. . . is a great thing to do when we do it right.  But —

Sometimes we have an AHA! and we’re SO elated, we feel compelled to share it with everyone we talk to, but not everyone we talk to is ready to hear it, or even cares.  Our sharing could touch off a negative reaction. You crazy nutcase, leave me alone with all your stupid Good Life feelings!  Our intentions are innocent, but the results can backfire. Read More…

And how do we find it?   These questions are as old as . . .   Well, if we ask John Q. Caveman, he might answer Who cares?  I’m too busy trying to kill a dinosaur so I can feed my family!  Could be, for him, happiness lies in making that kill. Read More…

Pollyanna:  a person regarded as being foolishly or blindly optimistic (American Heritage Dictionary); a person characterized by irrepressible optimism and a tendency to find good in everything (Miriam-Webster online dictionary).

Yep.  These days I’m incurable most of the time, but I will confess to occasionally falling off my Pollyanna Wagon, and every time I do, Read More…