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. Last week, I invited you all to join me in doodling love, and some of you brave souls said, “Hell yes!” (or at least that’s how I interpreted your response). If you have a doodle (or 2 or 3 or 10), send them to me by the end of Wednesday, February 13th, and I’ll include them in the post.
This isn’t the first doodle party I’ve thrown. Check here and here to see how much fun we’ve had in the past. I feel compelled to warn you that if you don’t join in, you’ll wish you had… like wishing after the song’s over that you’d been brave enough to get up and dance. So just do it. Be brave. Break out the Sharpies and unleash you inner love-doodler.
An Ode to Gratitude
I’m in the final days of my “30 Days, 30 Acts of (expansive, unabashed, downright mushy) Gratitude” project. I’ve communicated my heartfelt appreciation to 41 people. I’ve sent texts, emails, cards, postcards, doodles, and love letters. I’ve publicly declared my gratitude on Facebook and Twitter. I wrote a note to a waiter, a glowing email to someone’s manager, a letter to a company. I’ve telephoned, lunched, and hugged (heart-to-heart, six seconds at least).
And here’s my take away: It is really hard to stay mad or sad or scared or lonely when you are actively engaged with gratitude. By necessity, physical acts of gratitude focus your mind and body on what you have, rather than on what you lack, and the effects of that focus last far longer than the time it takes to write and mail a letter or take a friend out to lunch. I’m more aware than ever of how lucky I am. I don’t want to waste my good fortune. One of my favorite Hafiz quotes goes like this:
One regret, dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am lying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.
Yeah. It’s like that.
Owning Your Weird… and “coming soon”
I’m launching my new Own Your Weird postcards today! I love how these came out; I think you will too. Come by my Etsy shop and check them out!
I’d planned to launch, at the same time, a set of greeting-style cards based on The (fearless) Love Essays, but there was a little problem with my first attempt and they are being reprinted. I’ll launch them next week. These designs are really close to my tender, doodling love-warrior heart. I’m excited to put them out into the world. Here’s a peek at what’s coming!
That’s all for now, boys and girls. Don’t forget to send your doodles!