Actually, just looking at this photo and imagining myself in it makes me happy. So beautiful and serene. But what inspired this 
post is a terrific article I read on Facebook last week.
It’s about Matthieu Ricard, a 69-year-old monk who’s being called “the world’s happiest man;” and here’s the link if you want to read it.
He believes that when you think happy thoughts, for even 15 minutes a day, you’ll start getting positive results in just Continue reading
… at least temporarily. At least I hope it’s temporary. I’m referring, of course, to the fact that I’m sitting here, completely uninspired. Not a thought in my head. 
I knew it would come to this when the whole week passed without an idea coming to me. Not even a mediocre idea. Not that I’d want a mediocre idea. Not that I’d use a mediocre idea. But still.
It seemed odd, to be honest, because I’ve been on such a roll lately. I’ve been struck with new ideas, for new blog posts while I’m writing posts, for God sake. I’ve had to stop what I was doing, stop writing, just so I could jot down the gist of the idea, so I’d remember enough of it to get back to it, later. I’ve had blog posts stock piled, all written, saved and ready to be published in coming weeks.
And now, suddenly, nothing. N-O-T-H-I-N-G . Nada. My mind’s a complete blank.
Well, not totally blank, just as far as ideas go. With everything going on in the world you’d think I’d have
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