Posts Tagged‘Zeroes Are Heroes’

Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda

It turns out that the “helping verbs” our English teachers taught us are not so helpful after all. These helpers are forms of “be” that help us describe the time around what we are doing. You remember: would, should, could, etc. There are at least twenty of these “helpers.” I will get pizza tomorrow. I was dreaming about going to Hawaii someday. Will I ever be thin? Can I please get some ice cream? Here’s the conundrum. If I am talking about doing something in the future or something  in the past, am I truly being fully present now? In…

THE SPIRITUAL PURPOSE OF EMPATHY

A quantum leap in the spiritual journey is the ability to be empathetic in your relationships. Empathy is loosely defined as “the ability to share and understand the feelings of another.” I personally describe the act of being empathetic as the ability to climb into the driver’s seat of someone else’s car and steer it for that person for a while—mentally and physically being him or her. I call this total alignment. It sounds simple enough. We watch movies and read books, and we love being other people in fantasy situations. We all know how to do this at some level.  However, when we are witness to…

Genius, “Timothy Hutton Pain,” and Oprah

Boylston Street, circa 1990. Me sitting in an exceedingly small, ultra fancy, hair salon getting highlights. I was full-on miserable trapped beneath a large black cape with hundreds of pieces of foil in my hair. From the ammonia and other chemicals, I smelled like an industrial accident. My eyes burned so badly that they were watering causing an epic mascara tragedy—black streaks all over my pasty white winter skin. I had a weird Johnny Depp anti-hero thing going on. Did I yet mention that the space was tiny? As if my worst nightmare was coming true, in walks the most amazing human. Something extraordinary and magical about him. Yes, very good-looking, but there was something…

HERE WE GO….

DAY 1. This is me with Wally and the first piece of furniture I have for my new office. Yes, it’s a big circle. We will get to that.  The grand struggle of my hair should be its own blog. There is a stain on my shirt, I don’t know where my shoes were. I will be forever grateful for this picture because it captures the true terror of being light-years out of my comfort zone. Yet just in the moment when I thought I would surely explode from panic, Wally photo-bombed my picture to give me some unconditional Walliness. Thank you, Wally. So let’s clear up…