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, I even dedicated a chapter of my last book to the sucker. Throughout it all I’ve ...
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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. But now I’ve decided to make the physical activity switch from this ind...
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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 easy to freak out. After all, I’d allowed myself to live in blissfu...
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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. Instead, sever...
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