Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Many The Miles
Sara Bareilles is by far one of my favorite current artists out there. I connect with the lyrics in most of her songs, and can't get enough of her music! I hope she makes her way back to Boston SOON...
Anyways, as I was putzing around on her website, I came across some journaling she did, discussing her song (one of my favorites), Many The Miles. She wrote:
"So I wrote this song as a reminder to myself to keep going in search of love and truth and light and it remains to be an ideal I love to stay connected to. I suck at it a lot of the time actually, to be honest. I get bitchy, and bored, and irritable, and uninspired and I spend a lot of energy on what i don't like about myself. But at the end of a good day I can take solace in the fact that I am someone who truly wants to be peaceful. Who knows I have the capacity to be truly happy. Not every moment of everyday... but sometimes, and if I'm really committed... a lot of the time. I don't want to settle for less. And I wish that for every single one of you. That when you look at your life you gravitate towards what feeds your soul and the people that make you feel inspired and content and beautiful (on the inside, silly). That you give yourself permission to be flawed and imperfect and "lesser than". Know that we all are. I promise. We just don't like to admit it."
Nicely put, Sara :)
Take Me Out To The Ballgame!
Yesterday afternoon I was pleasantly surprised by a call I got from Scott inviting me along to a Red Sox game he and Regis were going to that night. I love those two!! The Sox kicked their six-game losing streak, with Lester picking up the win -- YAY! We must have brought them good luck...
Anyways, it was great to hang out with both of them...we had a lot of laughs, and I am so glad I decided to go.
Sidenote: I love living in Brookline! It makes everything so much easier. Getting into Fenway took less than 15 minutes on the T :) ...Maybe I'm becoming a "city girl" after all!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
New Meaning For The Term Social:
People have taken to the Internet to define their "social selves." Let's not live behind our computer screens.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Don't Stay Stuck In Your Stuff!
Everybody has “stuff” and that is okay, but if you stay stuck in your “stuff” then therein lies a problem. Getting stuck in our stuff signifies that there is a problem and we have something to learn, so stop, learn what it is, and get unstuck so you can move on and live your life. When you get stuck again (and you will), stop, learn what you are supposed to learn, and move on to the next chapter!
If you continue to sleepwalk through life, don’t be surprised when your wake up call comes...
Tell The Truth
"Liars begin by imposing upon others, but end deceiving themselves."
Nothing hurts me more than being lied to by a friend. I'm feeling pretty discouraged right now. I'm a big believer in second chances, but at what point do you just say "enough," and recognize that some relationships aren't meant to last forever, and that it may be time to move on...?
I'm too sensitive for my own good, but maybe, in this situation, I need to watch out for myself instead of other people who have proven to only know how to look out for themselves.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
It's Been Awhile...
Yes, it's true, I've been MIA from the blogging world for awhile now. Too much has happened for me to even attempt a recap of the past several months, but what I can say, is that lots of changes have occurred. I'm a big fan of change, though I can't go so far as to say it's always easy. However, to avoid a "deb-like" attitude in my first post back, let's just leave it at: I'm happy with my current place in the world - bot literally and figurately.
In short, life is going well, and that's the direction I intend to keep it moving in.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Busy Bee
AH!! Life is crazy - work is non-stop - since this blog is meant to be my therapy, I'll find the time soon...
"You're alive. Do something. The directive in life, the moral imperative was so uncomplicated. It could be expressed in single words, not complete sentences. It sounded like this: Look. Listen. Choose. Act."
- Barbara Hall
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
UNH Meets Boston: A Reunion Story!
There's nothing better than a reunion of friends.
Thanks to our wonderful hostess, Sabrina, a night out with my UNH girls was finally made possible. It was just the pick-me-up I was looking for! When the eight of us get together, no matter how much time has passed, we pick right up where we left off. The sarcastic banter ensued from the moment I walked in the door, and a night of wine, laughter, whoopie pies, tequila, dancing, and reminiscing began. The love I have for this group of women is incomparable. Let's do it every weekend??
Idea Catchers
- Take a long drive going nowhere
- Dare yourself until you scare yourself
- Mind-map a problem or pipe dream
- Roam outside your range
- Don't leave home without a blank page
- Turn off streaming video/tune into stream-of-consciousness
- Make something with your hands to give your left brain a rest
- Ignore nay-sayers and they-sayers
- Free associate
- Hit mute more often
- Be open to enlightenment in your driveway, astonishment at your desk, inspiration at the supermarket
- Work until it hurts
- Always be en route to Eureka!
Monday, January 5, 2009
The Underrated Gift Of Hope
"Anyway, with the economy six feet under and Christmas running on about three and a half reindeer, it's nice to know that one of the best presents you can give is still absolutely free. Hope."
- Rick Reilly
Soundtrack For Life:
A hymn of praise when morning has broken.
Kind of blue for a lonely day.
Bach to water the bone-dry deserts of grief.
Blues for breaking up.
Bed chamber music for making up.
Opus #1 when life is all about "me, me, me."
Rap for talking back.
Hum Hum Hum when you're tuning someone out.
A Greek chorus of mothers to sing "I told you so" along the way.
Classic rock to keep you forever young,
Country to keep you grounded,
Reggae for the Roots Woman in you.
Got respect? Check!
Whether you're playing solo or part of a duet...
Write the lyrics to your own life and belt it out.
LIP SYNCHING IS FOR SISSIES!
Kind of blue for a lonely day.
Bach to water the bone-dry deserts of grief.
Blues for breaking up.
Bed chamber music for making up.
Opus #1 when life is all about "me, me, me."
Rap for talking back.
Hum Hum Hum when you're tuning someone out.
A Greek chorus of mothers to sing "I told you so" along the way.
Classic rock to keep you forever young,
Country to keep you grounded,
Reggae for the Roots Woman in you.
Got respect? Check!
Whether you're playing solo or part of a duet...
Write the lyrics to your own life and belt it out.
LIP SYNCHING IS FOR SISSIES!
Detours = Your Destination
Get off the grid.
Take a trip that scares your pants off.
Pack a treasure map instead of a road map.
Take a trip that scares your pants off.
Pack a treasure map instead of a road map.
Let go of happy endings and live an imperfect life.
Be unprepared.
Improvise.
What would happen if you disconnected? From CNN, Facebook, email, breaking news?
Make DETOURS your DESTINATION
The Gang's All Here
What made the holidays for me this year?
Having all of my friends home...and together...for our annual get-together.
Their company is one of the best things in my life.
UNrules
Clean the kitchen.
Fold the laundry before it wrinkles.
Be a team player.
If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all
Floss, floss, floss.
Save, save, save.
Rules, rules, rules.
We need some UNrules to help us UNwind.
Tired of being sweet?
The UNrule: Say what you think instead of sugarcoating difficult conversations.
Are you always a peacemaker?
The UNrule: Drop out of friend dramas and let them work it out or go to war without you.
Putting your life on hold until you have enough security?
The UNrule: Safety is subject to instant change.
Plan for the future but make your present perfect.
Start being unruly, truly you.
Longing For Christmas' Past
Just as they are every year, the holidays were a crazy whirlwind. Only this year, they lacked something once again: Christmas cheer.
Since Thanksgiving it has felt as if a dark cloud has made a permanent home over 667 Webster Street - a cloud I've tried to ignore - but you can only overlook such a feeling for so long...
For the second year in a row, I felt the ache of missing her more than ever. The house was decorated with Christmas carolers galore, a tree that took over half of the living room, and delicately wrapped presents awaiting the inevitable fate of being torn open on Christmas morning. I thought all of this would help. It didn't.
My dad isn't himself, and hasn't been for a very long time. I want to help him, but have learned that the troubles go far beyond anything I have power over.
Yes, I miss my mom every day. I miss my dad, too, though.
Since Thanksgiving it has felt as if a dark cloud has made a permanent home over 667 Webster Street - a cloud I've tried to ignore - but you can only overlook such a feeling for so long...
For the second year in a row, I felt the ache of missing her more than ever. The house was decorated with Christmas carolers galore, a tree that took over half of the living room, and delicately wrapped presents awaiting the inevitable fate of being torn open on Christmas morning. I thought all of this would help. It didn't.
My dad isn't himself, and hasn't been for a very long time. I want to help him, but have learned that the troubles go far beyond anything I have power over.
Yes, I miss my mom every day. I miss my dad, too, though.
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