Last night my husband Michael held a 50th birthday party for me with a surprise guest list of important family and friends. It was a wonderful opportunity to celebrate the half-century mark with people who have touched my life in meaningful ways. It set the stage for another celebration - a gift I give myself every year, and one I invite you to give yourself, too.
Over the last few months, as the pandemic continues to dramatically change the way we live, I’ve been using this time to develop new skills, build new habits, and homeschool myself in topics of interest like the science of consciousness, physics, and cooking.
The other night I enjoyed a wonderful dinner with one of my soul sisters. You know, the kind of close friend who's been with you forever, knows you in ways you don't know yourself, always has your best interest at heart, and takes a stand for your strength when you feel vulnerable or unsure of yourself?
Last week I received an email from a woman who’s been unemployed for several months and is worried about losing her home. My heart goes out to her and the thousands of people who are in the same situation, struggling to make ends meet. As I considered her challenge, I suggested several things that might help. This week I thought I’d share the ideas in case you, or someone you care about, need help.
As I sat down to write this week’s newsletter, I realized that today is a special day. A special date, actually. It’s 10/10/10. So, inspired by these numbers, I decided to do something fun. In an effort to help you take good care of yourself, I quickly made a list of ten things to say yes to, ten things to say no to, and ten things that contribute to a great life, overall. I hope you find a few on the list that resonate for you!
I stepped outside just before sunset, to add a little birdseed to an empty feeder because I have a raccoon who comes to visit for a late-night snack. As I turned to walk back into the house, I noticed something watching me from the edge of the yard.
It’s Saturday night and the wind is howling up here on the hill where we live. It’s finally starting to feel seasonably cold even though I understand we’re in for sixty-degree weather on Christmas day.