Once upon a time, I gave myself one day a year to do whatever the hell I wanted. One day. Out of 365. And I thought that was quite generous. Now I have a different point of view.
Read this MusingI’m a whiz at creating killer “to-do” lists. I have lists for work, home, travel, and interesting things to do. But there is a shadow side to my beloved to-do list.
Read this MusingLiminality is the state of being between what was and what will be. A liminal space is a threshold—the physical, emotional, or psychological space we occupy as we move from one state, identity, role, or season into another. Liminality is the uncomfortable—and potentially creative—space of “not yet.”
Read this MusingI grew up with a killer work ethic. I’ve spent the last five years working to outgrow it.
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Today I share a guest musing from Allison Gustin - who artfully describes one of "those days". It turns out there’s a limit to what a person can calmly handle before dinner time. One of those days where absolutely nothing goes according to plan? Not catastrophically wrong. Just… relentlessly off.
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