Blogger has updated the commenting feature to allow replies to individual comments. This is a great thing! I think, however, that it has caused a glitch with Internet Explorer with respect to comments. I can't see the comments at all, and I've heard from others that they can't leave a comment. The timing of this problem would suggest a connection to the new Blogger features.
So for now, I'm switching over to Google Chrome, where there doesn't seem to be any problem. If you use Internet Explorer and have not been able to leave a comment, please use another browser for the time being if you can. Or you can email me your comments and I will post them for you until IE gets this sorted out.
Thanks so much for your patience and persistence.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Compliment Ratio
I took my three month old grandson to the store yesterday. He was not happy in the cart, so I ended up carrying him in one arm. No problem till I got to the bulk foods and needed two hands. I went to the customer service desk and asked for help. A lovely young woman named Emily went with me right away and helped me get what I needed.
Then, when I was checking out, she noticed me in the line and came over to bag my groceries and insisted on carrying them out to the car. When I tried to thank her, she brushed it off, saying she was happy to be outside. She was so gracious and kind.
When I got home, I called the store and told the manager about her exceptional help. The manager was so pleased and assured me that Emily would get some extra recognition. The manager went on to thank me for calling and said that a $5 gift card would be waiting for me at the counter on my next visit. Wow, I didn’t see that coming.
I read recently that a 4:1 rule applies to successful relationships. For every negative interaction, there should be four positive ones. I got to thinking that the same ratio could apply to all our interactions. If we complain about something, we could balance that with four positive statements. We could balance every criticism with four compliments. Every expression of irritation or anger could be outweighed with four expressions of love and appreciation.
In my recent post, Embrace the Tiger, I acknowledged the cranky mood I was in at the time. I did lash out with criticism in several different situations. Whether or not the criticism was warranted, the fact was that I didn’t feel good about how I expressed it. My frustration was not relieved. What a contrast to how I felt after I called the manager about Emily. I felt terrific.
Today I called one of the people I lashed out at the other day. I apologized for how I had handled my frustration. I explained more objectively what I thought needed correction, and I put that in the context of the overall great job I thought this person did. We ended that conversation on a much more positive note and I felt better. I hope she did, too.
Our attacks are rarely about the outside circumstances. They are about us. If we are mindful of the times when we send out negative thoughts and words, we can counter with four times of sending out positive thoughts and words. Inner harmony will be restored and we will be a lot happier.
And of course, we don’t have to wait for a negative expression to trigger the positive ones. We can build up a reservoir of good energy by looking for opportunities to think or say something good. Maybe you could have a compliment contest in your family. Or just aim for your personal best every day.
Joel Osteen once preached about “speaking the blessing.” He meant that we could give a blessing to someone else with the words we use, but when we offer kind words to others, I think we bless ourselves as well.
Then, when I was checking out, she noticed me in the line and came over to bag my groceries and insisted on carrying them out to the car. When I tried to thank her, she brushed it off, saying she was happy to be outside. She was so gracious and kind.
When I got home, I called the store and told the manager about her exceptional help. The manager was so pleased and assured me that Emily would get some extra recognition. The manager went on to thank me for calling and said that a $5 gift card would be waiting for me at the counter on my next visit. Wow, I didn’t see that coming.
I read recently that a 4:1 rule applies to successful relationships. For every negative interaction, there should be four positive ones. I got to thinking that the same ratio could apply to all our interactions. If we complain about something, we could balance that with four positive statements. We could balance every criticism with four compliments. Every expression of irritation or anger could be outweighed with four expressions of love and appreciation.
In my recent post, Embrace the Tiger, I acknowledged the cranky mood I was in at the time. I did lash out with criticism in several different situations. Whether or not the criticism was warranted, the fact was that I didn’t feel good about how I expressed it. My frustration was not relieved. What a contrast to how I felt after I called the manager about Emily. I felt terrific.
Today I called one of the people I lashed out at the other day. I apologized for how I had handled my frustration. I explained more objectively what I thought needed correction, and I put that in the context of the overall great job I thought this person did. We ended that conversation on a much more positive note and I felt better. I hope she did, too.
Our attacks are rarely about the outside circumstances. They are about us. If we are mindful of the times when we send out negative thoughts and words, we can counter with four times of sending out positive thoughts and words. Inner harmony will be restored and we will be a lot happier.
And of course, we don’t have to wait for a negative expression to trigger the positive ones. We can build up a reservoir of good energy by looking for opportunities to think or say something good. Maybe you could have a compliment contest in your family. Or just aim for your personal best every day.
Joel Osteen once preached about “speaking the blessing.” He meant that we could give a blessing to someone else with the words we use, but when we offer kind words to others, I think we bless ourselves as well.
Quick Tech Question
Greetings! I hope one of you might help me solve a mystery. I seem to have lost access to the comments after my posts. When I click on the comment link at the end of the post, I just get a blank page. This prevents me from writing a response to comments. If I go to my comments through my dashboard, then they are all there, so the comments are not lost, just my access to them through the comment link. To add to the mystery, this is happening on Internet Explorer, but not on Google Chrome. If you have any advice to offer, I would appreciate it! Thanks.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Embrace the Tiger
I haven’t posted anything for several days because I’ve been, well, cranky. Irritable, out of sorts, agitated, restless, not comfortable in my skin. This morning I was waiting for a call from the electrician who, I hoped, was going to come soon and fix the garage door switch which had shorted out. I asked my daughter to listen for the phone while I took a quick shower. When, instead of just saying no problem, she started telling me why she couldn’t, I got angry and went on a five minute rant, longer than it would have taken me to shower. After my rant, I still wasn’t showered, and I was still upset.
Wow, I thought, what is going on here?! I stumbled off to take my shower and started belly breathing to calm down.
Later in the day I got testy with a couple of folks who had made mistakes in unrelated situations, mistakes that I had initially taken in stride days ago but that today seemed worthy of detailed comment and not so subtle criticism.
I also did a lot of swearing under my breath, in between those belly breaths.
This is where we practice, isn’t it? When we are at the edge of what we can handle. When our equanimity is disrupted. When we are hooked by the drama of our own making. When what we want is relief, escape, distraction, a scapegoat. When we want things to be something other than what they are. When we want to be someone other than who we are. The way I felt today. The perfect opportunity to learn.
Joko Beck, in Everyday Zen, talks about the fragmentation that results when we separate ourselves from our experience. I feel agitated because I am identifying a problem over there, separate from myself, a problem that I want to fix by fixing circumstances or people. If I can fix it, I’ll feel better. Everything will be all right. I’ll be all right.
This fragmentation triggers fear. The only way I’m really going to feel all right is to return to my natural state of wholeness. How do I do that? By doing what seems counterintuitive. My instincts seek distance and escape from what frightens me. But I’ve learned that the way back is the way through.
Beck uses the image of embracing the tiger. By leaning into my agitation and anger, my fear, rather than trying to fix it or get away from it, I can loosen its grip. She suggests focusing on what is happening in my body. My stomach is tense, I can feel my heart beating faster, my face is scowling, my throat is tight, my head aches, and my mood swings from wanting to yell to wanting to cry.
Oddly, when I do this, when I drop everything else and turn my attention to my nonverbal experience of body sensations right now in this moment, what Beck calls walking on the razor’s edge, I find what I was really looking for all along – relief. The belly breathing becomes less forced, the tightness releases, my face relaxes, my mind clears like storm clouds parting after the rain.
The calm is fragile. Lightning still flashes on the horizon. I keep coming back, back to now.
I don’t know why I’m so “gritchy” these days. It will pass if I let it, if I don’t hold onto it or struggle against it. I feel better already.
The tiger purrs.
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night
--William Blake
Related posts: Breathing Like a Baby, It Is Not So
Wow, I thought, what is going on here?! I stumbled off to take my shower and started belly breathing to calm down.
Later in the day I got testy with a couple of folks who had made mistakes in unrelated situations, mistakes that I had initially taken in stride days ago but that today seemed worthy of detailed comment and not so subtle criticism.
I also did a lot of swearing under my breath, in between those belly breaths.
This is where we practice, isn’t it? When we are at the edge of what we can handle. When our equanimity is disrupted. When we are hooked by the drama of our own making. When what we want is relief, escape, distraction, a scapegoat. When we want things to be something other than what they are. When we want to be someone other than who we are. The way I felt today. The perfect opportunity to learn.
Joko Beck, in Everyday Zen, talks about the fragmentation that results when we separate ourselves from our experience. I feel agitated because I am identifying a problem over there, separate from myself, a problem that I want to fix by fixing circumstances or people. If I can fix it, I’ll feel better. Everything will be all right. I’ll be all right.
This fragmentation triggers fear. The only way I’m really going to feel all right is to return to my natural state of wholeness. How do I do that? By doing what seems counterintuitive. My instincts seek distance and escape from what frightens me. But I’ve learned that the way back is the way through.
Beck uses the image of embracing the tiger. By leaning into my agitation and anger, my fear, rather than trying to fix it or get away from it, I can loosen its grip. She suggests focusing on what is happening in my body. My stomach is tense, I can feel my heart beating faster, my face is scowling, my throat is tight, my head aches, and my mood swings from wanting to yell to wanting to cry.
Oddly, when I do this, when I drop everything else and turn my attention to my nonverbal experience of body sensations right now in this moment, what Beck calls walking on the razor’s edge, I find what I was really looking for all along – relief. The belly breathing becomes less forced, the tightness releases, my face relaxes, my mind clears like storm clouds parting after the rain.
The calm is fragile. Lightning still flashes on the horizon. I keep coming back, back to now.
I don’t know why I’m so “gritchy” these days. It will pass if I let it, if I don’t hold onto it or struggle against it. I feel better already.
The tiger purrs.
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night
--William Blake
Related posts: Breathing Like a Baby, It Is Not So
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Channeling Sarah Palin
Even if you don’t live in the United States, you might know who Sarah Palin is. She was the Republican vice-presidential candidate in 2008 and has continued to make a name for herself in conservative circles. In one of her speeches, she threw a jab at President Obama, smirking in her Alaska twang, “How’s that hopey-changey thing workin’ out for ya?”
This is not a post about politics, or even about Sarah Palin, but about that question. I find myself channeling Sarah Palin sometimes when I see one of my kids engaging in some thinking or behavior that does not serve their well being. As soon as I say it – “How’s that [whatever] thing workin’ out for ya?” – I hear Sarah Palin.
Sarah Palin, in turn, was channeling the therapist I went to years ago. Whenever I was deep in my defense of some unproductive way of approaching my life, she would sit back and tilt her head and say gently, “And how’s that [denial, magical thinking, effort to control what you can’t control] working for you?” (My therapist was from New York and lacked Palin’s accent.)
The answer was always, of course, “Not so great.”
As this year begins, I have read several excellent posts about resolutions and focus words. One post that especially caught my attention, though, was Alex’s post on The Bridge Maker about leaving behind what no longer serves us. It reminded me of Palin’s and my therapist’s question.
So as we start this year, maybe it’s a good opportunity to take stock. We could look on both sides of the question. What is working for you? What is not working for you?
For me, I would say that meditation and prayer are working for me. I like to start my day with some stretches and then some quiet time to meditate, read something inspiring, pray. This year, I’m going through A Course in Miracles again, so that is part of my morning, too. When I start my day this way, I’m ready for the universe. Throughout the day, I say quick prayers of gratitude. I even have my phone set to vibrate at certain times to remind me.
Listening is working for me. I have made an effort over the last years to be a better listener. I don’t know if I’m a great listener, but I feel confident that I am a better listener than I was. When I am in the listening zone, miracles happen.
Exercise is working for me. I trained very hard last year to get my black belt in taekwondo, which I got in November. After that, I slacked off. It didn’t take long to feel my body stiffen up and my energy sink. I went back to class last night and it felt great to sweat!
Breathing is working for me. I have written before about belly breathing, consciously developing the habit of breathing into the bottom of my lungs (which makes your belly move out). When I catch myself in shallow, anxiety producing breathing, I shift back into my belly, and I can feel the physical and mental benefits right away. Belly breathing helps every aspect of my life.
What is not working for me? Regret. For one who “preaches” self compassion and self forgiveness, I am sometimes still vulnerable to that sick weight of regret that seems to crush the breath right out of me. (Good time to shift to belly breathing!) What seems most painful to me these days are memories of my early parenting years. Being around my daughter and grandson so much has been a source of deep joy and pleasure. As I watch my daughter become a truly wonderful mother, and as we all love this precious baby more than we ever could have imagined, memories of my own transition into motherhood, which had faded into the background of my life, have now come to the fore. There is so much I wish I had done differently. The recent resurgence of this pain teaches me that I need to work through it yet again. And I will. But right now it hurts.
On a more practical level, what is not working for me is multi-tasking. A skill that not so long ago was highly valued has become, at least in my life, a euphemism for lack of focus and attention. When I retired last May, I naively believed that my time would become unlimited. I really thought that there would be plenty of time for me to do everything I needed and wanted to do. It’s grossly unfair, I think, that I still have to pick and choose my priorities. (I can hear you laughing. That’s okay. I’m laughing at myself, too.) The Tao Te Ching teaches, “The sage chooses this and lets go of that.” I have a long way to go to being a sage.
What about you? Are there things in your life working well? Not so well? Whatever your opinion is of Sarah Palin, perhaps we can all channel her just enough to take a look.
This is not a post about politics, or even about Sarah Palin, but about that question. I find myself channeling Sarah Palin sometimes when I see one of my kids engaging in some thinking or behavior that does not serve their well being. As soon as I say it – “How’s that [whatever] thing workin’ out for ya?” – I hear Sarah Palin.
Sarah Palin, in turn, was channeling the therapist I went to years ago. Whenever I was deep in my defense of some unproductive way of approaching my life, she would sit back and tilt her head and say gently, “And how’s that [denial, magical thinking, effort to control what you can’t control] working for you?” (My therapist was from New York and lacked Palin’s accent.)
The answer was always, of course, “Not so great.”
As this year begins, I have read several excellent posts about resolutions and focus words. One post that especially caught my attention, though, was Alex’s post on The Bridge Maker about leaving behind what no longer serves us. It reminded me of Palin’s and my therapist’s question.
So as we start this year, maybe it’s a good opportunity to take stock. We could look on both sides of the question. What is working for you? What is not working for you?
For me, I would say that meditation and prayer are working for me. I like to start my day with some stretches and then some quiet time to meditate, read something inspiring, pray. This year, I’m going through A Course in Miracles again, so that is part of my morning, too. When I start my day this way, I’m ready for the universe. Throughout the day, I say quick prayers of gratitude. I even have my phone set to vibrate at certain times to remind me.
Listening is working for me. I have made an effort over the last years to be a better listener. I don’t know if I’m a great listener, but I feel confident that I am a better listener than I was. When I am in the listening zone, miracles happen.
Exercise is working for me. I trained very hard last year to get my black belt in taekwondo, which I got in November. After that, I slacked off. It didn’t take long to feel my body stiffen up and my energy sink. I went back to class last night and it felt great to sweat!
Breathing is working for me. I have written before about belly breathing, consciously developing the habit of breathing into the bottom of my lungs (which makes your belly move out). When I catch myself in shallow, anxiety producing breathing, I shift back into my belly, and I can feel the physical and mental benefits right away. Belly breathing helps every aspect of my life.
What is not working for me? Regret. For one who “preaches” self compassion and self forgiveness, I am sometimes still vulnerable to that sick weight of regret that seems to crush the breath right out of me. (Good time to shift to belly breathing!) What seems most painful to me these days are memories of my early parenting years. Being around my daughter and grandson so much has been a source of deep joy and pleasure. As I watch my daughter become a truly wonderful mother, and as we all love this precious baby more than we ever could have imagined, memories of my own transition into motherhood, which had faded into the background of my life, have now come to the fore. There is so much I wish I had done differently. The recent resurgence of this pain teaches me that I need to work through it yet again. And I will. But right now it hurts.
On a more practical level, what is not working for me is multi-tasking. A skill that not so long ago was highly valued has become, at least in my life, a euphemism for lack of focus and attention. When I retired last May, I naively believed that my time would become unlimited. I really thought that there would be plenty of time for me to do everything I needed and wanted to do. It’s grossly unfair, I think, that I still have to pick and choose my priorities. (I can hear you laughing. That’s okay. I’m laughing at myself, too.) The Tao Te Ching teaches, “The sage chooses this and lets go of that.” I have a long way to go to being a sage.
What about you? Are there things in your life working well? Not so well? Whatever your opinion is of Sarah Palin, perhaps we can all channel her just enough to take a look.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Word of the Year 2012
Okay, this is strange. The word I chose last night on New Year’s Eve turned out not to be my word! Here’s what happened.
One word seemed to emerge in the last few days. I liked it. It seemed to resonate in my spirit. I stayed open to other words until the last hours of New Year’s Eve and then settled on that word. I started thinking about the post I would write today when I got back home from the cabin. It was taking shape in my mind just fine.
I woke up this morning and headed home just as the sky started getting light. The last few days have been very dark and rainy/snowy. As I drove down the mountain through forest and beautiful farmland, the sky cleared up, blue patches appeared, and the sun peeked above a ridge. As the rays lit up the sky, a word jumped into my mind – Shine. My heart jumped in excitement. I immediately recognized it as my word, but the timing was all wrong! I tried to go back to the first word, but now it felt flat.
Since my word for 2011 was Yield, it seemed wise to do so. And so I did. My word for 2012 is, much to my surprise, Shine.
When I got home, I didn’t write this post right away. It seemed prudent to pause and see if there were any more surprises. But no, it is clear to me that Shine is here to stay.
I’ve spent the last few hours just letting the word float around in my mind and spirit. The image that comes to me is of removing opaque blocks that hide my natural radiance, like wiping off mud, or polishing gold, or breaking off an outside shell or crust. The radiance thus revealed is the radiance that shines in all of us. We don’t have to do anything in order to shine – the light is already there, brilliant and glorious, as it always has been, is now, and ever will be. We have only to let the blocks fall away.
We are all meant to shine, as children do. ... And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
–Marianne Williamson
So I hope all y’all will shine along with me this year!
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
Let it shine
Let it shine
Let it shine
–Harry Dixon Loes
One word seemed to emerge in the last few days. I liked it. It seemed to resonate in my spirit. I stayed open to other words until the last hours of New Year’s Eve and then settled on that word. I started thinking about the post I would write today when I got back home from the cabin. It was taking shape in my mind just fine.
I woke up this morning and headed home just as the sky started getting light. The last few days have been very dark and rainy/snowy. As I drove down the mountain through forest and beautiful farmland, the sky cleared up, blue patches appeared, and the sun peeked above a ridge. As the rays lit up the sky, a word jumped into my mind – Shine. My heart jumped in excitement. I immediately recognized it as my word, but the timing was all wrong! I tried to go back to the first word, but now it felt flat.
Since my word for 2011 was Yield, it seemed wise to do so. And so I did. My word for 2012 is, much to my surprise, Shine.
When I got home, I didn’t write this post right away. It seemed prudent to pause and see if there were any more surprises. But no, it is clear to me that Shine is here to stay.
I’ve spent the last few hours just letting the word float around in my mind and spirit. The image that comes to me is of removing opaque blocks that hide my natural radiance, like wiping off mud, or polishing gold, or breaking off an outside shell or crust. The radiance thus revealed is the radiance that shines in all of us. We don’t have to do anything in order to shine – the light is already there, brilliant and glorious, as it always has been, is now, and ever will be. We have only to let the blocks fall away.
We are all meant to shine, as children do. ... And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
–Marianne Williamson
So I hope all y’all will shine along with me this year!
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
Let it shine
Let it shine
Let it shine
–Harry Dixon Loes
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Endings and Beginnings
So when you feel all the endings coming...begin looking for all the beginnings. –Ann Voskamp
Tomorrow I will go up to my cabin in the mountains to spend the last days of the year reflecting on the year that is ending and anticipating the year about to begin.
I look forward to my New Year's Eve ritual. I build a fire in the fireplace. In the last hours of the year, I write a letter to the old year. I reflect on the year, on what I learned and experienced, on the themes of the year, on what I think I will remember. I thank the year for all the blessings it has brought.
Then I write a letter to the new year. I welcome the new year and share my hopes and intentions. I invite the new year in like a new friend, curious, eager to get acquainted, excited about possibilities.
I hold both letters as I say a prayer, once more thanking the departing year and welcoming the new year. Then I burn both letters in the fireplace as an offering.
In the final minutes of New Year's Eve, I pick a word for the following year. It is always a verb. It is not a resolution. My word is a focus word, a gentle reminder, a guide. I write the word on little cards that I place where my gaze is sure to light – by my computer, the bathroom mirror, the car dash. Throughout the year, my word is there, wherever I look. As the months go by, it becomes a part of me.
How do I choose my word? Sometimes I am pretty sure I know before New Year's Eve, but more often I don't. As the year comes to a close, I open my mind and heart. The word comes to me, like a whisper in my soul.
My word for 2011 has been "Yield." In a year full of surprises and life changing events, it was a perfect word. It helped me accept with at least some serenity the things I could not control. It counseled me to pick my battles. It reminded me to open my heart and listen for my inner guidance. It shifted my attention from my ego to God. My word this year has been a teacher and a guide, and sometimes a lifesaver. I have come to cherish it, and I’m so grateful for the gift of its wisdom this year.
I’m eager to find out what my 2012 word will be. When I get back from the cabin on the 1st, I’ll write a post and let you know. If you pick a word for yourself, I hope you’ll share it, too.
As part of my thanks to the departing year, I would like to say thank you to you. I started this blog in February 2010, not at all sure what I was doing (still don’t know), and with no idea where it would lead (still don’t know that either). But I do know this. I have been so deeply touched and humbled by the support and encouragement I’ve gotten from so many people. Through you and your blogs, I have received so much wisdom, inspiration, challenge, information, and lots of great fun. And as we all know, fun is good. (As the Cat in the Hat said, “It is fun to have fun!”) I am so blessed to be part of this network of people. You are such a gift. Thank you.
Best wishes for a blessed end of 2011, and a new beginning with unlimited possibilities in 2012.
[One of my favorite things about the cabin is that I am away from phone, cable, and internet, so I will be “unplugged” from Wednesday till Sunday. I hope you know by now that your comments are valuable and valued, so please leave a comment, and I will publish it as soon as I get back.]
Tomorrow I will go up to my cabin in the mountains to spend the last days of the year reflecting on the year that is ending and anticipating the year about to begin.
I look forward to my New Year's Eve ritual. I build a fire in the fireplace. In the last hours of the year, I write a letter to the old year. I reflect on the year, on what I learned and experienced, on the themes of the year, on what I think I will remember. I thank the year for all the blessings it has brought.
Then I write a letter to the new year. I welcome the new year and share my hopes and intentions. I invite the new year in like a new friend, curious, eager to get acquainted, excited about possibilities.
I hold both letters as I say a prayer, once more thanking the departing year and welcoming the new year. Then I burn both letters in the fireplace as an offering.
In the final minutes of New Year's Eve, I pick a word for the following year. It is always a verb. It is not a resolution. My word is a focus word, a gentle reminder, a guide. I write the word on little cards that I place where my gaze is sure to light – by my computer, the bathroom mirror, the car dash. Throughout the year, my word is there, wherever I look. As the months go by, it becomes a part of me.
How do I choose my word? Sometimes I am pretty sure I know before New Year's Eve, but more often I don't. As the year comes to a close, I open my mind and heart. The word comes to me, like a whisper in my soul.
My word for 2011 has been "Yield." In a year full of surprises and life changing events, it was a perfect word. It helped me accept with at least some serenity the things I could not control. It counseled me to pick my battles. It reminded me to open my heart and listen for my inner guidance. It shifted my attention from my ego to God. My word this year has been a teacher and a guide, and sometimes a lifesaver. I have come to cherish it, and I’m so grateful for the gift of its wisdom this year.
I’m eager to find out what my 2012 word will be. When I get back from the cabin on the 1st, I’ll write a post and let you know. If you pick a word for yourself, I hope you’ll share it, too.
As part of my thanks to the departing year, I would like to say thank you to you. I started this blog in February 2010, not at all sure what I was doing (still don’t know), and with no idea where it would lead (still don’t know that either). But I do know this. I have been so deeply touched and humbled by the support and encouragement I’ve gotten from so many people. Through you and your blogs, I have received so much wisdom, inspiration, challenge, information, and lots of great fun. And as we all know, fun is good. (As the Cat in the Hat said, “It is fun to have fun!”) I am so blessed to be part of this network of people. You are such a gift. Thank you.
Best wishes for a blessed end of 2011, and a new beginning with unlimited possibilities in 2012.
[One of my favorite things about the cabin is that I am away from phone, cable, and internet, so I will be “unplugged” from Wednesday till Sunday. I hope you know by now that your comments are valuable and valued, so please leave a comment, and I will publish it as soon as I get back.]
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