Everyone in the northeast knows where to find “that tree” — the one that shows its vivid fall colors long before the others in the area. The ones that make us sigh with both resignation and delight.They live in neighborhoods, on street corners, beside streams and ponds, mountainsides and in certain corners of certain farms. Upon seeing them, my imagination tends to take me on a wild ride or two. I think of “those trees” personifying the story of Paul Revere’s midnight ride, “the snowflakes are…
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Facing Fear: A New Question for That Voice in Our Heads
When Henry Ford said “Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eye off your goal” he was right. While some delight in constant change, when challenged to try something new, the first thing many of us feel is fear. Call it fear of failure. Or fear of the unknown. Or fear of missing out. A knot in the stomach or a dry mouth. Why question it? Plain old fear of we don’t know what can be enough. As readers of The Inner…
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Naming Alex ~ Trusting the Creative Process
He was called Roo — as in Winnie-the-Pooh’s friend from the Hundred Acre Wood. While it was cute, it did not seem a good fit for such a strong, muscular young pup. Naming a new family member is always a little daunting. In addition, Alex was born deaf. For some reason I think that contributed to doing more than my usual amount of overthinking. For example, although I could call him Herbie today and Winston next week, this little dog needed a name to suit his…
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Hey Human — Isn’t It Time to Fly Now?
Humans don’t fly, right? Sure they do. Who remembers learning how to ride a bike? Didn’t it feel like flying? All of a sudden, we were able to move at a formerly incomprehensible speed, leaving ordinarily life a dot disappearing in our wake. These days, biking is more like a cruise through nearby neighborhoods at a speed that lets me notice. And today’s ride was literally for the birds. Moving the bike from the garage was halted by the presence of a hawk on the wire.…
