OK. This has taken weeks. I’ve been playing it a little close to my vest since I started getting all these Emerson prompts, and they started messing with my head. This one is just going to have to do. Susannah Conway wrote a challenging post a couple of weeks ago, asking of her fellow bloggers…
At sometime I may have mentioned that there was a greenhouse in the works. Then it rained for two months and all the work of maintaining a large vegetable garden (with labyrinth) was compressed into three six-hour blocks of sun while the weeds had a field day. Or a field month, as it were. Which…
I have a difficult relationship with clock-time. This will come as no surprise to those who have tried to make an appointment with me. I make appointments reluctantly, resent them when they arrive, and frequently arrive late (although usually only a few minutes so). One thing on my schedule at 2 in the afternoon…
Post-it Question by Jenny Blake That which each can do best, none but his Maker can teach him. Where is the master who could have taught Shakespeare? Where is the master who could have instructed Franklin, or Washington, or Bacon, or Newton? . . . Shakespeare will never be made by the study of Shakespeare.…
One of my previous posts touched off a stack of questions (all from one person). Since I answered them quickly, and rawly, and as honestly as I could… and since I’m working on the Ralph Waldo Emerson Trust30 prompts, which seem to be largely about being just so, I asked whether I could post the…
In my ongoing quest for obscurity, I am working here for the month of June (or at least in the building that is out of sight behind me): It is spectacular, and beautiful, and if I hadn’t followed my staggering path, I never would have found it. I never would have found myself running this…
What is burning deep inside of you? If you could spread your personal message RIGHT NOW to 1 million people, what would you say? Stop. Take a deep breath. Listen deep inside. All this frantic rushing about isn’t getting you anywhere. You don’t have to be “important” to matter. You have a story to tell.…
Come Alive by Jonathan Mead Life wastes itself while we are preparing to live. – Ralph Waldo Emerson If you had one week left to live, would you still be doing what you’re doing now? In what areas of your life are you preparing to live? Take them off your To Do list and add…
One Strong Belief by Buster Benson It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Self-Reliance The…
I signed up for the Trust30 writing prompts for the month of June. The first prompt was this: “We are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other. Our age yields no great and perfect persons. – Ralph Waldo Emerson You just discovered you have fifteen minutes to live.…
We’re just going to pretend May didn’t exist, ‘k? I might talk about it sometime, but suffice it to say that it was a month of profound imbalance, lived largely in vehicles and including an astonishing number of grabbed meals on-the-run, and the gaining of 10 pounds. I’m cranky, irritable, and generally not much fun…
Of course, whenever I say that I have nothing to say on a subject, I immediately think of something to say. I’m like that. (I was going to add an “organizing” tag, but it made me laugh too hard. Let’s not go there, right?) Regarding closets, organizing of (as opposed to closets, getting out of,…