Right now you haven’t got a clue where I’m going with this, do you? Patience my friends, all will become clear.
But first, let me start by saying that Isabel Allende is one of my favourite authors. I’ve read all but one (her latest and it’s on my list) of her books, many of them multiple times. She takes you on magical voyages, not all of which are fiction.
Knowing this, last weekend a friend sent me a link to a Ted Talk she gave in March 2014: “How to live passionately — no matter your age.” OMG! You owe it to yourself to watch it here.
Of course, given my recent post on meditating, avoiding negativity and embracing happiness the timing was absolutely impeccable. Allende’s Continue reading →
Last week I wrote about the sorry state of the world. Ironically, at around the same time I was feeling overwhelmed by it all, a ‘gratitude’ challenge was making the rounds on Facebook. It was really interesting, and inspiring, to see what people were sharing.
I’ve been thinking about it ever since — and about the coincidence of the timing — and realize it’s for an important reason; and it carries an important message: No matter how bad or challenging life may seem we must acknowledge the good, what is working, what’s right, what’s positive.
Which doesn’t mean to say we should stop questioning, or paying attention or ignore what’s wrong or never feel sad or turn our backs on those who need our compassion and help. But we do have to learn to be grateful, to thank our lucky stars.
In my case, there’s a lot to be thankful for. Starting with the fact I woke up today. I know that sounds cliche, Continue reading →
Hate to disappoint you. I’ll bet you thought I was going to be writing about sex. Nope. But I am writing about passion. Which can’t be ‘faked’ either. Well it can, but what’s the point? You’re not really having a good time. Most people can see through it. Oh come on. “Grow up”, as Joan Rivers says.
Do you really think nobody can tell when you’re just going through the motions, as it were? Unless, of course, you’re Meg Ryan, in “When Harry Met Sally”.
Okay I lied. I made a passing reference to sex. But that’s it. We’re done now.
Julie, over at Sow, Sew, So is responsible for me writing this, particular story. Her post the other night inspired me. Among other things, she and her husband are into urban farming. And Wednesday she wrote about a TED Talk she’d watched on ‘guerilla gardening’. Her excitement was palpable.
You could literally feel how passionate she is about growing some of her own food. And although I don’t Continue reading →
Stop. No gagging. Despite what you may think, this post has NOTHING to do with the movie, of the same name. And this is the one and only time I will mention Ryan O’Neal. I PROMISE. It’s Valentines Day. Which I don’t particularly want to discuss. So what’s left? If I’m not going to talk about V-Day, I HAVE to talk about love. Don’t I?
It’s not that I’m anti romance. It’s just that really, Valentines Day isn’t about romance. In fact most men’s credit cards probably get more action than they do. Because Valentines Day is about spending money. Buying cards. Buying flowers. Buying chocolate. Buying perfume. Buying lingerie. Buying jewelry. Buying champagne.
So nobody loves Valentines Day more than shop keepers, banks and credit card issuers. It wouldn’t surprise me to hear they love cupid more than they love their spouses.
There’s more to my lack of enchantment with Valentines Day, though. For a start, who wants hearts and flowers just one day a year? Do you really thinks a bunch of posies or a box of bonbons or even a little, blue box from Tiffany’s on February 14, gets you off the hook for the rest of the year? I don’t think so.
I can’t speak for the menfolk, but I do know what women want. And it’s NOT a guy who waits all year, for Hallmark to Continue reading →
Nope. Don’t go jumping to any conclusions. This has nothing to do with either Hugh Grant or the movie (in which he appeared) of the same name. We’re just days away from a brand new year, and I’ve been reflecting, that’s all.
Thinking about 2012, and how it’s been. Not the ‘world’ view. How it’s been for me. What I accomplished. What remains undone. People I’ve met. Friends I’ve lost. Frustrations. Disappointments. Victories. Where to go from ‘here’.
That took me to ‘blessings’ I should be counting. Not that much of a stretch, really. Which, in turn, led me to ‘favourites’. Favourite moments, favourite experiences, favourite lessons learned. Favourite ‘things’. Songs, films, food, shoes, etcetera etcetera etcetera.
Again, not a stretch.
Next thing I knew I was back at Ogilvy, remembering two of my favourite television commercials. One was for American Express, the other for Jaguar. Wrong, Continue reading →