February, 2012

my ingredients for bliss – a manifesto

Everyone is always teaching you how to love yourself (you just may not agree with their methods). Eat well. Sleep well. Laugh well. Live well. You are the hero you’ve been waiting for. You are brilliant. Your job is to honour and channel that brilliance. You don’t control who loves you. You don’t control who…

tell me your secrets, hopes, fears and dreams + questions

Give ’em up! I dare you! I confess. I am deeply interested in your big questions, your burning questions and your secret questions about how to create and follow your bliss. Tell me. No really, tell me: ::What you want to know; ::What crosses your mind that you forget and then remember and forget and…

burning question: what’s one dumb thing you used to believe in?

The laws that we create for ourselves lurk in the shadows of our periphery and dictate our follies. We test both might and fright to live by them. It’s the imagined prison that prevents the living of fantastical lives in harmony with your true self, your true love and your true work. At one point…

burning question: what’s my purpose for money?

Want lots of money? What for? There is a freedom in money that I once projected. I used to think that money would give me the freedom to be who I wanted, to do what I really wanted, to express who I really am. I wanted money to tell me that it was all going…

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love your strengths and you too can have career bliss

I love the idea of a strength. I especially love the very thought of using my strengths to feel strengthened. And I love Marcus Buckingham and his crew for naming that and championing this evolution in how we view how we work. Question tho’: Why is it so difficult to see your own strengths if…

on the matter of death + the possibility of birth (like now)

Learned from Vanity Fair that my childhood super crush Michael J. Fox and I have this in common: When it’s our time to go, the grim reaper will find us being licked to death by puppies. It’s a done deal. Decided. My fate is sealed. Who’s with me? Too scary to ponder? Here’s what’s real…