the art and science of finding your thing
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A few weeks ago I noticed that every time I’d see an article announcing someone’s good fortune or sparkly new thing, I wanted to throw up with jealousy. And it wasn’t only limited to celebratory announcements. Reading a kick-ass blog post made me want to chuck my computer at the wall.
A couple gazing lovingly at [...]
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I recently came dreadfully close to making a Very Bad Decision. There were a couple of weeks of ruminating and whining and imploring about What should I dooooooooo. Where should I doooo it?
All culminating in my spending an entire day in my pajamas eating chocolate and peanut butter. And also pretzels and ice cream. And [...]
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Somehow I’ve managed to extricate myself (at least for now, knock-knock-knock) from the incessant maddening loop of check-check-checking.
Either by way of the much-needed decaffeination project, my sailboat construction process, Grace, or some combination of all three, I am happily navigating a more peaceful, detached relationship with all things online.
Thankfully, I’m spending time on Important Things. [...]
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Last weekend I was waiting in line at Trader Joe’s with my basket full of stuff. An older man lined up behind me, and he was just holding a quart of milk so I offered to let him go ahead.
Right away I felt this surge of cheer and goodwill and community. Oh happy day, isn’t [...]
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So yeah, I’m structure-resistant. And it’s not just about that pendulum swing of rigid productivity versus slacker rebellion. I think it also has to do with thinking I shouldn’t need help.
Because I want to be one of those people who is perpetually mindful and productive. And since I think I should already be there, I’m [...]
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Even if you’re prone to seasickness. Or, erm, emphatically structure-resistant like me.
Maybe I should back up, yes?
One of my prevalent life-sized patterns is to swing wildly from one end of a pendulum to another. Back when the main hitch in my giddyup was food and body-related, it looked like this:
Deprive self of favorite treat. White-knuckle [...]
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I went hiking one morning last week after rain had left the canyon slippery and sludgey with mud. After ten steps, my tennies were caked and heavy and I was sliding and clomping. Um, anti-graceful.
And I had this fleeting thought that it was ridiculous to be hiking. Like I was doing something wrong. Guilt attack. [...]
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I’ve been obsessing thinking more about this check-y-loo habit. I’d love to bump creative time earlier and push checking e-mail and stuff later into the day. (Later than the second my eyes pop open.)
And I’m trying to be patient with myself. (Ow.) And curious.
The end of my corporate career was bad. Bad like Sunday night [...]
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Here’s what happened this morning: I drank my coffee and wrote a page in my journal, which goes something like: fjwiefjoweijfwijfwhgw. And also, oweijfoweijfwei. Incoherent. Just as it should be.
And this morning, as is the case when I’m lucky, the owerowjfkwfwwe gave me a bunch of ideas for other stuff I’m excited to write about. [...]
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