There once was a man named Bob. Bob was a great guy. He was a grade-school teacher for a K-8 school that did things differently than most other schools. For one, the…
Category: Personal Growth
Day 308: It Has to Pass the Satisfaction Test
The wisdom of alignment has been extraordinarily useful for me in recent months. I am gaining the ability to check, at any moment, whether my thoughts are moving me in a direction…
Day 303: Reality is a Construct of the Imagination
In Think and Grow Rich, Napoleon Hill writes has this to say: The imagination is literally the workshop wherein are fashioned all plans created by man. The impulse, the desire, is given…
Day 302: Recency Bias and the Silliness of Video Game Baseball Predictions
So I have this new baseball game I’ve been playing the last few weeks on my phone. Today, I was at the cafe playing the game as a break from writing, when…
Day 300: …And still going strong!
So I made it to the big Three-Hundred. For me it is not a surprise. It is more of an inevitability: if you keep stacking up daily posts, eventually you get to…
Day 297: Our Cat, the Fifth Element
I wrote a whimsical post about both our cats awhile ago. Both of them are characters indeed, but I have long been intending to write a post specifically about Leeloo, our male….
Day 294: My Life Purpose… Revised
I used to think that living life was about accomplishing big goals, about doing massive heroic things like saving the world or becoming a famous celebrity. No doubt, I was influenced by…
Day 293: Relax and Enjoy the Party!
Today I am thinking about how hard I used to make things for myself. I used to be so effort-ful about some things, trying so hard to make things happen. I was…
Day 290: Me vs. the Monkey Mind
Prior to today, I have written blog posts for two-hundred and eight-nine days in a row (!). As you can imagine, I have been in many different spaces personally over this time….
Day 287: I will guard my happiness
One of the reasons I’m so passionate about the topic of personal happiness is because of how much I have, at times, struggled to honor my own. It’s easier said than done,…