Are you happy? Do you think about what happy means for you? About whether you are happy? If not, do you think about what needs to change for you to feel happy? If yes, is that your way? Are you a happy person? I wonder what happy means. Whether there is a threshold – above [...]
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All my life I have been running. In a hurry. From one thing to the next. Away from. To. Avoiding. Pushing. I never wanted to be slow, or last or lagging. So I was usually first, which meant a lot to me. And I was usually fastest, which also meant a lot to me. But [...]
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My closet tells the story of me. When I was eight I wore the First Communion dress my mom made – knee-length, starched white lace. The layers of starch turned an otherwise delicate dress into a young Catholic girl’s suit of armor. Plastic Lily of the Valley was stitched to the crown of the matching [...]
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Reinventing Myself By my junior year as a French horn player at the University of Miami, I was getting enough music gigs to meet my first goal: to pay my rent. But by then I’d already begun to dream beyond performing other peoples’ music; I wanted to write, arrange and produce it myself. Composing became [...]
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I started this “little writing experiment” back in November. I’ve written and posted to this blog every single weekday since then. No matter what.Over 50,000 words, as a matter of fact. And my life has changed since I started. A lot. All for the better. (I talk about it a little here and started the [...]
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Most of us do not rest enough. Most of us need more rest. And by “rest,” I mean more than your standard 8-hours-of-sleep. I mean rest. Quiet. Stoppage. Retreating within. Unfortunately, our days, our reputations, our self-worth is in many ways based upon how much we can do and get done, how well we plow [...]
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Spit & Glue Hold My Pieces Together I have balanced my life on a plate made of the finest of bone china. The plate itself is fairly nondescript, just a faint ecru with scalloped edges lined in gold, and might even be considered an antique given my age. The markings on the back indicate a [...]
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This morning I woke up with breathing on my brain. A voice said, “Write about breathing.” Um, ok. A human being is only breath and shadow. ~Sophocles (not me) I did my little Google search, came up with some interesting things. Apparently we take somewhere from 20,000 to 25,000 times per day. Since we are [...]
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They told me I was perfect. The people who loved me the most, from my grandmother on down, told me how great I was. So smart. So beautiful. Funny, too. As long as I did no wrong, I reasoned, they’d continue to love me so…and that felt great. I always had a lot of friends. [...]
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“Being in the gap can be disorienting and even scary.” No-thingness. I have picked this card from my Zen Tarot deck twice in about one week. Twice out of 80-something cards. “Nothing to hold on to, no sense of direction, not even a hint of what choices and possibilities lie ahead.” No-thingness. “But it was [...]
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