I had an all staff meeting this morning and they played this Ted Talk from 2011.
I enjoyed what Neil had to say so I thought I’d share it with you.
Enjoy, and be Awesome. :)
Neil Pasricha: The 3 A’s of awesome: http://youtu.be/uPE0G00XFV0
My planning for NaNoWriMo is coming together. :) My only issue is that I can not write a lick of it until this weekend. :( Well I could, but it wouldn’t count towards my word count. *sigh*
Love & Light
Are any of you doing NaNoWriMo this year? Have been thinking about participating for the last month, and while I’m not sure how I will fit in time to write 50,000 words, I still want to try. It maybe therapeutic again. :)
The last time I participated, was in 2010 and I won, but the novel itself wasn’t really viable. What I mean is that it turned into a series of therapy sessions, that I attempted to format a novel around. I could still piece it together, but once I did the therapy I lost interest in the work, if that makes sense. I’ve had several ideas bouncing around in my head for years, a lot of those ideas have good portions already written, but they feel stale, so I’m starting over with a story that’s mostly fiction but also based on things I know, things I’ve been wanting to write about. I’ll probably draw upon things I have already written, and characters that have been created, but in a new way, because cheating is never a good idea. :) Needless to say, this blog will be quiet for the month of November. I will post a widget with my word count for those who are interested. I wish those who are taking this challenge the best of luck.
Love & Light,
I was stood up. My first attempt at going on a date in, literally, years and the guy doesn’t show. Later he sends me a BS excuse about how his day was tough, or whatever, but the moment I realized that he wasn’t going to show I felt…relieved. Weird I know. Lol
Instead of crying, pouting and questioning the validity of my existence I blared my favorite bad ass musician P!nk as I drove the 40 minutes home. Later I propositioned some friends and ended up spending quality time with them, not bashing my would be suitor. The only mention of him was, “He stood me up.” and my friends shaking their heads and saying “dumbass.” Lol
The thing about this entire thing is my acceptance of it. I have had moments, in the past, when I burst into tears, feeling utterly rejected and questioning who I am; Heck I did that before the date, but more on that later, yet when my hopes for a connection with another person was dashed upon the rocks, I felt relieved, as if meeting him wasn’t important, but walking through that open door, taking the leap, was. Continue reading
“Why can’t you follow the rules?”
I don’t know, why can’t I?
Could it be because the rules you speak of are a series of ideologies based on your perspective of the world? Maybe it’s because I’m a rebel who lives to push the boundaries of society…oh wait I’m a social worker bound to specific rules of conduct. Maybe it’s because I don’t understand these rules you speak of, maybe I don’t agree with them or maybe just maybe, these rules were forged just for me to satisfy your need for superiority.
It’s common sense, you say, societies brand of conduct, a matter of right and wrong forged over generations.
Generations of what, I ask? The patriarchal white business men in their shiny mansions on the hill? The blue collar worker barely getting by, the minority or those labeled as much due to a past of servitude and shit jobs that someone had to do. But defiantly not the men on the hill.
You speak of right and wrong, so tell me, is the mother who sleeps with her children until they are ready to leave the nest wrong or cultural? Is the family of 5 that’s living in a one bedroom neglectful or practical given thier resources or place in life? What about the single mom who moved home so her daughter did not sleep on the street, is she still not providing for that daughter?
These questions I ask you are not right or wrong, neglectful or unrealistic, these questions are life. The lives of many all over this world, now you tell me; Why don’t I follow your rules for life.
I’ve lost 11lbs in about 3 months. Whats the key to my success, Patience.
Let me explain. I have a habit of setting unrealistic goals for myself and thus staying motivated for longer than a week can be a challenge because I burn out or lose motivation. To correct this I decided to make losing weight a healthy body habit, which requires patience because the results are slower yet are more likely to stay.
I started with watching what I ate and what I burned on a daily basic. I used Fitbit and My Fitness Pal to track this.
Daily I’d log my meals which gave me insight into how many calories I was ingesting everyday. (A quick McDs breakfast equaled half my daily recommended calories intake. I hope you enjoyed that sandwich because its all you get for the rest of the day, mwahahaha. Sigh. :( Continue reading
It’s late and I’m awake, Sigh. You’d think that after an active day, that included 30 minutes of cardio, I’d sleep like a baby…well lol, technically since I’m up in the middle of the night I did. But meh. :).
The thing is I’ve been waking up at odd hours for months now. According to an article I found, click here to read it, I maybe shifting into a more natural sleeping pattern, but I digress.
Bikers usually have a bad rep, you only need to watch a few episodes of SOA to get an idea of life as a rebel, but there is one thing that softens the toughest of men, and womens hearts and that’s the
abuse of a child.
I present to you a group of leather bound angels that use thier reputation for a good and worthy cause. :)
The group, also known as Bikers Against Child Abuse International or BACA, started in 1995 when its founder a Native American biker who went by the name Chief met a boy who had been severely abused. You can read more about BACAs founding here.
For the article that prompted this post, please click below. I hope you find it as bad ass awesome as I did. :)
Love & Light,
It’s funny how quickly I can get myself high, not by narcotic means but natural means. Like sitting at my desk and chanting in my head while relaxing. Not just any type of chanting but the names of Reiki symbols.