We’re sending February off with a big, loving, doodly bang! Thank you to everyone who sent me doodles in February, especially the doodles for this post, which I repeatedly forgot to remind anyone about. I’m so grateful for all of you who, when I say, “Come play!” jump right in, with your whole big, colorful, gorgeous hearts and souls.
xo
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Doodled in the name of love (part 2)
Interpreting crickets
I have trouble with silence.
Even when I’m alone, I have a tendency to talk to myself, or hum, or sing. When I’m with somebody else, it’s even worse. Silence makes me nervous. It’s a mystery I can’t solve, a dark, calm surface under which there may quite possibly be monsters. The longer it stretches out, the more certain I become that the silence itself is the monster, and it must be slain.… Read more
Doodled in the name of love
Happy Valentine’s Day!
As promised, we’re throwing a doodle party here. Last week, I invited everyone to doodle love with me, and I’m so delighted by the response, especially because I know for many of you, it’s an act of bravery to show your doodles in public. So thank you for being brave, for answering my call to PLAY, and for ensuring that I wouldn’t be standing here in my party hat all alone.… Read more
An invitation, an ode to gratitude, and owning your weird
An Invitation
Mark your calendars! Next Thursday is Valentine’s Day, and while my ambivalence around the day prevents me from marking it with chocolate and over-the-top romance, I did last year demonstrate my love for all of you with a book-title poem.
This year, there will be doodles! I’m doodling love all month, and my first love-doodle party will be next week, on Valentine’s Day, when I’ll post all the doodles I’ve drawn so far.… Read more
Let’s play
For the last two months – as befits the end of one year and the beginning of another – I’ve been busy taking stock, planning anew, launching, assessing, guessing at things I don’t know, learning under-fire.
Just like you, I’m sure; ’tis the season.
Last week, against a deadline, I designed, doodled and ordered two new sets of cards for my Etsy store – an “Own Your Weird” set of postcards, and a set of greeting cards based on quotes from The (fearless) Love Essays.… Read more
A good life
I’ve been watching Jonathan Fields’s “Good Life Project” video series. If you haven’t, it consists of weekly videos in which Jonathan interviews people about their (creative, meaningful, fascinating) lives, and the videos are just part of a much larger vision. In his words:
The Good Life Project™ is a movement. A set of shared values. A community. A creed, bundled with a voracious commitment to move beyond words and act.… Read more
Armor-piercing gratitude
I suppose it’s natural that right now – in the midst of my “30 days, 30 acts of (expansive, unabashed, downright mushy) gratitude” challenge – I’d be interested in exploring gratitude from every possible angle. I’m like that. During my year of fearless love, it seemed that every conversation I had, every article and book I read led me back to the subject of love.… Read more
And now without further ado…
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It’s time for a new 30-day challenge, and here’s what I’m doing:
30 days, 30 acts of (expansive, unabashed, downright mushy) gratitude
I know: everyone talks about gratitude. Everyone encourages it, and saying that we should all practice gratitude is like saying we should all breathe. Of course we should.
But I’m not talking about a gratitude journal here, or a jar, or a meditative ritual.… Read more
The Creativity Interviews: Writer-teacher-entrepreneur Alexandra Franzen
As part of my ongoing quest to explore what it means to live a creative life, I periodically invite kick ass creatives to come play with us on the blog. First, I ask them five questions about creativity, and then they get to ask you something…
… and that’s when the real fun (and wild generosity) begins.
Today’s episode:
The extraordinary magic of dapper, stylish & fabulous elderly people… and yet another hell-yes sort of give away!… Read more
Losing Ash
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I lost my big, old, sweet dog, Ash, last night.
The vet gave him a shot, and I watched him die.
It’s not the first time I’ve been through this – the loss of a pet in just this way – but it’s the first time I’ve been in the room. I understand now why they call it “being put to sleep.” It’s a euphemism I’ve never been comfortable with, but that is what it looks like, or at least that’s what it looked like with Ash.… Read more
The stuff we let go
In the days leading up to my birthday last Saturday, I became obsessed with the aging process, how it seems to me to be made of all the stuff that we let go.
We let go reluctantly of our ability to read the fine print without reading glasses, for instance. We let go of the idea that our skin will remain smooth and elastic, that physically we can do anything we decide to do, that our metabolism will take care of it when we drown our sorrows in cinnamon buns and ice cream.… Read more
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