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  • Our Little Walk Through the Fear Pile

    Our Little Walk Through the Fear Pile

    Stupid, freakin’ fear. I hate it. And, sad to say, I’m walking in a big, glumpy pile of it as I write this. Walk with me for a moment, won’t you? As we begin, let me first acknowledge how ironic this post feels already. I’ve written lots of blogs on how to tackle fear. Heck,…

  • This is a Test. Let’s Play.

    This is a Test. Let’s Play.

    Well, there’s been a momentous occasion in the life of Deirdre. Momentous, I say. I quit my gym. Those of you who know me will understand why this is such a big deal…that up to now my body-building hobby has actually been an enormous part of my life. Every single day of it. For years.…

  • 8 Awesome and Not-So-Awesome Things that WILL Happen to You in the New Year

    8 Awesome and Not-So-Awesome Things that WILL Happen to You in the New Year

    I begin today’s post with a few obvious facts. I am not a time traveler. Nor am I a psychic. But I am an observer. And I take lots of notes. And so I know a few thing about you. I know, for instance, that a few things are going to happen to you in…

  • When Stupid, Ugly Numbers Freak You Out

    When Stupid, Ugly Numbers Freak You Out

    So I got my credit card statement yesterday. Immediately my heartbeat picked up speed. After all, my spending has been a bit…shall we say…active during my recent travels. And so I did what many of us would do. I shut my eyes and willed it to go away. Which, of course, didn’t work. It was…

  • The Seemingly-Virtuous, Often-Dangerous Word We All Use Now and Then

    The Seemingly-Virtuous, Often-Dangerous Word We All Use Now and Then

    What I’m about to say might irritate you. And I’ve decided that this is okay, as long as you’re willing to hear my point all the way through. It begins with a few thoughts on Barcelona, a city where I’ve lived in for nearly two months. It’s a delightful place, a place filled with endless…

  • I Now Pronounce You Happy

    I Now Pronounce You Happy

    No doubt about it…these last few months spent overseas have been chock full of unexpected experiences. Take, for example, my recent participation in Barcelona’s fire-throwing parade, and the moment I realized that actual fire was about to be thrown my way. The good news is that not every unexpected experience has been about escaping death.…

  • Don’t Worry…Be Crappy

    Don’t Worry…Be Crappy

    Life is a humbling thing, yes? I speak from years of experience, which have included plenty of moments that wound up…shall we say…imperfectly. Unsuccessful. Perhaps a bit embarrassing. (Followers of this blog will be keenly aware of this.) Take, for example, my recent efforts to learn yoga…where even the simplest-seeming pose came out like this:…