the art and science of finding your thing
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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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Okay, fine, it is talking to a wall. I had my first dialogue with one. An inner wall. I think our talk went surprisingly well. My wall was about as unyielding and imposing as you’d expect. And still, I think we somehow managed to come out of our chat on the same side. My side.
I [...]
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So awhile ago I decided to try this thing where I’d pick something that was bugging me to pay attention to for the week. Maybe a pattern of something I was doing, or not doing. Or something I was avoiding. Or something that was triggering some icky feeling. Something generally sucky.
And then without really giving [...]
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Last week I wrote a guest post for Christine Kane’s blog about my 2009 word of the year, which of course got me thinking about 2010. I’m a sucker for a fresh start. That clean, pure, fresh, supple (yes, supple!) feeling I get at the start of a brand-spanking new year. Ahhhh.
But I would also consider [...]
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I'm Briana, the Chief Blisscoverer (one of the many perks of making up my own word) You're the who?
