I've tried to stay as far away as possible from Marie Kondo's book on organizing, even though I badly need help. My brain just does not think in an organized way and it's truly painful for me to try to imagine organization schemes. But I couldn't help it. I was curious to see a couple of Kondo's . . .
I know too many of us who are completely overcome with anxiety over health matters. I know a little about that, too. And it's normal. Natural. But it can really rob us of the joy of living. Those anxious feelings, those health worries, have to go somewhere, but where? Over at A Healing Spirit I'm . . .
If you've got any boundaries at all, you've had experiences you'd define as intrusive. People having loud cellphone conversations in public and especially in closed places where it's difficult to escape. Like on the train. What IS that? Do they not get that we are hearing the entire conversation? . . .
It was an evening in 2003 and my BFF, her husband and mine joined me at a local art gallery to see an exhibition by the Boomer-era pop artist, Peter Max, and to meet him. He was delightful. Max is best-known for his pop art depictions of the flag, the Statue of Liberty and other more commercial . . .
It strikes me that Marie Kondo's method of assessing whether or not to keep a belonging--"does it spark joy?" works extremely well for relationships of all kinds--including friendships. That thought came up as I rested after recent surgery, considering the hundreds of virtual strangers--Facebook . . .
Downsizing has been on my mind a lot lately and that's probably because I'm past midlife and have accumulated way too much stuff. Wayyy too much stuff. So when Pivotal Home Solutions sent me this infograpic on how best to downsize, it resonated. Having watched friends do this, it's clear there is . . .
Gathered together we find our light and each spark shifts and multiplies, scattering its radiance on our ordinary lives, like everything precious, more valuable when shared. Like every common miracle, made of the stuff of stars. Let the light shine--watch for it falling one other’s faces. Count the . . .
This was my Instagram post on June 1. Do we always remember to let our strength shine? Or that we even have it? And probably more than one. A good reminder. To follow me on instagram click: https://www.instagram.com/cacassara/ . . .
Welcome to Crazytown, USA. We live in interesting times, as the Chinese proverb says. Maybe too interesting, if you ask me. Some strange, strange stuff going on. I blame Facebook. Why not? They're a perfect target. Anyone with an account can vomit up their thoughts and like upchuck, it ain't . . .
So. I don't have kids. That gives me a view that parents simply do not have. I know, you'll probably say it's an unrealistic view and I get it. I do. Even though I don't have kids, I see how some might think my thoughts are unrealistic. But I don't believe they are. M and I were talking the other . . .