Happy New Year …

2018. What a year it was.

I can’t say I’m sorry to see it go. An annus horribilis if ever there was one. But it’s over now and this is a new day and a new year and a fresh start. And can the world ever use it!

Oprah said it best: “Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.” Amen to that.

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Gathering steam …

To say I had the week from hell last week would be an understatement. I was all set to share my tales of woe and then thought, after what the students, parents and teachers went through recently in Parkland, Florida, who gives a toss.

My problems, regardless of how big or small I perceived them to be, are inconsequential by comparison. No one died, no one was slaughtered for no reason. It’s important
to put things into perspective.

I continue to be amazed, impressed and in awe of those Continue reading

As the year draws to a close …

I was introduced to Pema Chödrön, the American Tibetan Buddhist nun and teacher, back in 2014 on an Oprah Winfrey show, Super Soul Sunday. I  was instantly enthralled, just loved what she had to say and have been following her ever since, although not religiously (no pun intended).

Last Saturday she showed up in my Facebook newsfeed. She was the subject of a story from a Brain Pickings newsletter.

Brain Pickings, which I’ve been subscribing to for several years, was founded by the writer and MIT Futures of Continue reading

Happy now?

Do you ever watch Super Soul Sunday? It’s one of Oprah’s and can be found on the OWN Network. On Sunday’s obviously. Here, in Toronto, where I live, it happiness2airs at 11 a.m. I have no idea what time it’s on anywhere else.

All I can say is, one of my favourite things to do on Sunday mornings used to be reading The New York Times and meeting friends for brunch. Since I ‘discovered’ this show about a year ago (although it’s been on for about 3 years, I believe), everything waits until after it’s over at noon.

Each week Oprah sits down with another “top thinker, author, visionary or spiritual leader and they talk

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There’s no escaping it, that’s for sure …

Well, we can escape it, but being dead doesn’t seem like a good alternative to me.  Wondering what the hell I’m talking about?  Come on, think about fathertimeit for a nano second:

Aging.

Getting older.

Watching the years go by.

Blowing out the candles.

I have written about this subject before, but there have been a trifecta of ‘events’ in my life recently that have compelled me to write about it again.  Sometimes the Universe sends you such strong Continue reading

Day 240. What’s Realistic?

Yesterday’s post has made me think a lot about ‘expectations’.  Yes, I do believe hormones are responsible for some of the issues between men and women.  And expectationsreally, what are we ever going to be able to do about that?

But the more I think about it, the more I realize there’s another culprit.  One we can do something about:  EXPECTATIONS.  And even when we factor the opposite sex out of the equation, I believe there are adjustments we can, and probably should, make to our own, individual expectations.  And not only as they relate to men or women, and our relationships with them.

To life in general.

So I’m going to go out on a limb here, and say we (men and women alike) are often our own worst enemies.  We are often the source of our own disappointment.

Don’t get me wrong.  I’m one of the most positive human beings you’ll ever meet.  And confident.  I have always believed if you want something badly enough, and you set your mind to it, your hopes and dreams can come true.  Provided, of course, they are realistic.

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Day 233. Speaking Up

There’s been a major hullabaloo for months over Sheryl Sandberg. She’s the 44 year old Facebook COO (Chief Operating Officer), and their first female board likemember, who is championing the cause of women. Well, she’s championing and blaming. Sort of. But not really.

This week, her recently-published, first book, “Lean In: Women, Work and the Will to Lead” tops BOTH the New York Times and Amazon bestseller lists. It’s being referred to as a manifesto for women.

Her accomplishments are so many, if I tried to list them all here, this post would take you a half hour to read. To give you just an inkling of her popularity I just tried, for twenty minutes, to link to Sheryl Sandberg on

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Day 157. Just Right

Chyina nailed it the other day.  She was commenting on the post I wrote Tuesday about slowing down; and said she’s “equally worried about those who balancego so slowly, they grow moss on their feet.  And by the time they get around to smelling the flowers, the flowers have died.”

Although she never mentioned it explicitly, what she was saying is, we need to have balance in our lives.  That’s the ideal.  The goal.  And she’s absolutely right.

Easier said than done, my friends.  Much easier said than done.

We have SO much juggling to do.  Careers.  Spouses.  Kids.  Grand kids.  Aging parents.  Caregiving.  Homemaking. How does all of it get divided?  Fairly?  With enough sleep time and ‘me’ time.

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Day 58. Daydreaming’s Good

Most people would never admit that they daydream.  We believe we have to always be productive.  So we’re afraid that if we tell people that we daydream, they’ll think less of us.  They’ll think we’re silly.  Immature.  Lazy and unfocussed.  That we’re time-wasters. Procrastinators.  That we never get anything done.

But I read in a New Yorker article that psychologists and neuroscientists believe that “mind-wandering is an essential cognitive tool.  That a daydream is like a fountain spurting, spilling strange new thoughts into the stream of consciousness.  And that these spurts are surprisingly useful.”

A WebMD feature I found, said that “daydreaming can be beneficial in many ways and can, actually, boost productivity.  It can also boost creativity.”

So I feel vindicated.  Because I daydream all the time.  I’ve been doing it since I was a child.  I do it every day.  It helps me relax.  It clears my head.  It’s liberating.  It’s fun.  I imagine all kinds of scenarios.  Some are about my writing, others about my career, in advertising.  Some are about professions I’ve never given a moment’s thought to.

Still others are about how I feel.  How I’d look as a brunette.  If I was Italian, or American Continue reading