I stopped playing tennis a while back out of fear and aggravation. How could I possibly be afraid of the sport that I love? Well, I allowed one bad experience to take me off the courts. Okay, maybe it was more than one bad experience. As you, faithful reader, know I am battling hearing loss… Continue reading No One Bursts My Tennis Bubble
There is a lot of writing, working, writing, working, hustling, and all kinds of things happening. I’m caught up in the busy-ness of being busy. Buzzing from one thing to the next, railed out on too much caffeine, and not enough water. Dehydrated. Exhausted. I know I am making a difference, does that make it… Continue reading Meditating on Work
I took another deep dive into my old files. Files that were on floppy disks that I moved to cloud storage thanks to an\ computer that I found with a disk drive a few years ago. I find something new every time I open up these document files with multiples pieces that sit layer upon layer on… Continue reading Perspective and Paths From the Late ’90s
I gave this presentation at the Children’s Craniofacial Association Annual Retreat in Boston, MA in 2010. I think the information could be helpful to teens, social workers, teachers, and others that interact with teens and young adults born with a facial difference.
I took a trip up to Londonderry, NH for a doctor’s appointment. The house that Robert Frost’s father, William, purchased for him and his first wife, Ilinor is located only 10 minutes away in Derry, NH. It was a working farm which Robert maintained for a few years during the years he lived there between… Continue reading A Trip to Robert Frost Farm
I listened to Jay Mohr’s podcast on the way home from work. He interviewed Jake “the Snake” Roberts. They talked WWE wrestling, recovery, work, life? Spirituality, service to others. The great quotation said by Roberts was about his definition of what it takes to be a professional. He said that a professional was a person… Continue reading Professionalism and Perfectionist Tendencies
Is it the Prozac, or am I feeling better? Go ahead, you can laugh. Typically, things zip and zoom through my mind like the flying cars on the Jetsons. (The thoughts and feelings even make that cute noise as they whiz by. Having a great imagination is such a gift.) No longer is that the… Continue reading Connection, Acceptance, Spirit, and More