In My Own Voice

(http://flomotioncoaching NULL.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/blog_in_own_voice NULL.jpg)Writing for Fun, and then Not The first item on my to-do list for the past (hmm, last post was on the 10th, so that would be) two weeks has been “publish blog post.”  Good thing I moved on to item two, or I would have missed flossing, paying bills, and seeing the super-moon rise over the ocean. Blogging was so much fun when I started those few short months ago, amid the 1/1/11 hoopla.  The atta-girls weren’t so bad, either.  But in no time, the pleasure of posting daily became the chore of posting a few times a week, quickly followed by the self-torment of posting whenever the stars were appropriately aligned.  And the creek wasn’t rising. Determined not to join the 95% of bloggers who abandon their projects within four months, I set out to find my lost blogging mojo. It snowed.  I got busy.  It. . . .

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Work I Love So Much . . . .

Don’t tell my agent, but I would do this for free. That’s my favorite (paraphrased) sound bite from the Academy Awards broadcast.  Busy with Sunday evening get-ready-for-the-week chores, I was only half-listening to the TV, so I’m not sure which Oscar winner said it, but it was someone who worked behind the scenes, not a movie star. Work I love so much, I would do it for free. “Yeah, Hollywood movie guy.  You make big bucks and just won an Oscar.  Easy for you to talk about loving your work enough to do it for free.  What about us regular folks?” That’s why they call it work. I actually said that to someone who was complaining about going back to work after a great weekend. And I believed it.  For a long time. These days I’m working toward being able to authentically echo that mystery Academy Award recipient. I figure. . . .

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Slow Motion, Not No Motion

What happened to January? Or the beginning of February, for that matter. Can it possibly be only five weeks since I was brimming with all of those resolutions, er, intentions, for the New Year? Dotted with “2-hour delay” and “snow day,” my calendar doesn’t look like I accomplished much in the last five weeks, in spite of working through all of those snow days. Maybe the nice tech guy who helped me set up my web address was clairvoyant, since our conversation went like this: “OK, let’s review your order for SlowMotionCoaching.” “Wa-wa-wa-wait. What? How are you spelling that?” I felt the blood draining from my face. “S as in slacker . . . . L as in lazy . . . . “ (OK, so he didn’t say exactly that, but wouldn’t it have been pretty funny if he had?) “No, no, no,” I interrupted, “it’s F as in. . . .

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Big Kids Need to Play, Too

The first snow day was a perfectly-timed delight. Two steps from heading out the door when the call came, I enjoyed a fun, productive day. Writing. Cleaning. Organizing fourteen bags of recycles, trash, and “donates.” Yoga. Reading. A little semi-mindless television. A lot of facebook. A couple of great phone calls. Rest. Day two: cabin fever, made worse by the fourteen bags cluttering my living room. The snow had stopped, the sun was shining, and the temperature was above freezing for the first time in over a week. I had to get outdoors and play. (http://flomotioncoaching NULL.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/IMG_0126 NULL.jpg) As I stepped outside, my neighbor was putting the finishing touches on a snow pyramid that filled his postage stamp of a front yard. I smiled, anticipating the squeals of delight I’d hear when his four-year-old daughter came out to play on it. I walked around my neighborhood and eventually to a. . . .

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Hearing Your Inner GPS

How did you like Seth Godin (http://www NULL.sethgodin NULL.com/sg/)‘s post on blindly following the commands of your GPS? Missed it? Check it out here (http://sethgodin NULL.typepad NULL.com/seths_blog/2011/01/obedience-and-the-gps NULL.html). Really. Go read it now. I’ll wait. So? Which GPS could use a little disobedience from you? Maybe it’s the friend who wants you to take a spinning class with her even though yoga’s more your style. Or the boss who insists that you to be at her beck and call 24/7, even during vacation. Or maybe it’s the relatives who remind you how risky it is to pursue your dreams at your age/because you won’t be able to pay your bills and you’ll end up on the streets/in this economy. I’ve had my share of faulty GPS readings like those, but the shrillest ones are from the voice of my lizard brain.  That’s the reptilian part that’s wired to read fear,. . . .

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“This is Not How Arizona Is”

(http://flomotioncoaching NULL.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/IMG_00251 NULL.jpg)Like so many others, I learned of the shootings in Tuscon yesterday through social media and internet news sites. So many emotions, swarming so quickly.  Horror.  Shock.  Anger.  Sadness for the victims and their families.  For the bystanders.  For all of us. I turned on the television, and seeing those beautiful Arizona mountains frame the scenes of the shopping center, my sadness grew even more profound. Arizona is one of my magical places, and those mountains are my icons for that magic. When I first visited there last spring, by coincidence the weekend of the immigration protests in Phoenix, I encountered only beauty and love.  Returning last fall, I connected even more with the wonder of that place and its people.  People for whom my heart is now breaking. I know nothing of his politics, his integrity, or his fitness as an Arizona State Representative, but the words. . . .

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Want or Abundance?

(http://flomotioncoaching NULL.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/IMG_0120 NULL.jpg)I lit a green candle for abundance first thing this morning. Not just any old green candle. It’s bayberry, bursting with abundance-producing super powers. Or so I thought. Today’s first email scolded me for having an overdue balance on a credit card I rarely use. A huge overdue balance. Ah, cruel irony. Light One (Green) Candle I started to read about “green candle day” on Facebook last summer, in vague and mysterious posts by friends of friends. Then Michele Woodward mentioned lighting a green candle for abundance on days with an eight in them in her blog (http://lifeframeworks NULL.com/tag/green-candle). She’s abundantly brilliant, so I was on board. I even had a Granny Smith Apple jar candle from Yankee Candle on the shelf already. Abundance or what? Tip to Socket I learned about burning a bayberry candle “from tip to socket” at the holidays from a Jersey Shore friend.. . . .

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Wrapped Up in a Reward

(http://flomotioncoaching NULL.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/spa_towel_candle NULL.jpg)“Ripppppp.” Thus spake my bath sheet as I wrapped it around my shoulders yesterday morning. You’re thinking, “wow, her holiday food frenzy must have been extreme,” right? Ha! You’re wrong. In fact, I weighed exactly the same on the day after New Years as I did the day before Thanksgiving, thank you very much. It’s not like I don’t want to lose some weight, but not gaining over the holidays was quite an accomplishment. My towel was the victim of old age, not my girth. I should probably be mortified to admit that it dates back to the Clinton administration, but, hey, what can I say? I like it. Liked it, anyway, until it unraveled in my hands. I considered my options. Make this one work until I have time to get to the store? There was a time when I would have done that, flipping it so. . . .

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Choosing to be the Hummingbird

One of my intentions this year is to minimize my carbon footprint, something I’m going to have to get really creative about as long as my day gig takes me on a forty-plus-mile commute five days a week and my weekend gig is 70 miles away from home, one way. After a ten-day break that included three no-driving days and three more minimal-driving days, getting back out on the road today was especially frustrating.  Unless I move closer to work (not gonna happen for the current day gig), start working at home (in the works), or get a smaller, more fuel-efficient car (just paid mine off a few months ago, so that’s on the back burner for now), I’m going to have to recycle a whole lot of stuff to offset the gas I’m burning every day just to get to work. I wasn’t quite at the “why bother” stage,. . . .

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Choosing Freedom over Shoulds

My first thought when I woke up on New Years morning started with “I should.” I should write in my journal. Right now. I should capture my first marginally coherent thoughts of 2011, on paper, in my own hand, before they’re rendered less real by coffee or Facebook. Before I found a pen, though, a neighbor dropped by and I chose to enjoy a little in-person social networking instead. I should have a smoothie for breakfast. I should start eating healthy again now that it’s the new year. Thing was, I wasn’t really hungry. And since lolling on the sofa to watch parades all morning doesn’t require a whole lot of fuel, I chose to skip breakfast altogether. I should run on the first day of 2011. I should even do that 5K on the boardwalk. I haven’t trained enough to run it, but I should at least walk the. . . .

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