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June 4, 2015

Airwaves

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I had a transistor radio when I was a kid. It had a plastic strap, so I could dangle it from my wrist, and two round dials, with serrated edges: one for volume, and one for tuning.

It opened up a whole world to me, that radio.

Eventually, I upgraded to the latest technology: a clock radio, with a digital readout. Man, was that the coolest!

My friend down the block, though, she had the best clock radio ever. It had big, bold numbers, composed of dozens of tiny dots, that faded into the next number when the time changed.

I asked for a clock radio like that for my birthday, or maybe it was for Christmas, but just got one with regular variety numbers.

Somehow I still managed to survive my adolescence.

June 3, 2015

Juggler

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Back in high school, my brother got a copy of Juggling for the Complete Klutz, and learned to juggle.

I borrowed the book and beanbags one day (probably unbeknownst to him), and had a go. I was a disaster. The balls went plop, right onto the floor. Sometimes they bounced off a part of me first, but they always ended up on the floor.

Can you guess what I did?

The same thing I did, many years later, when I thought I’d try my hand at being a writer: I gave up.

The thing about juggling, though — which is the same thing about writing, or anything else worth doing — is it takes persistence. Persistence, patience, and time.

If at first you don’t succeed, if you don’t try again, you’ll never succeed.

June 2, 2015

Somebody’s Home

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How do I know somebody’s home? The banner’s flying, of course!

June 1, 2015

Yes

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This word started popping up in my art a few years ago, around the time when it started popping up more in my life.

For way too long I’d said no way too often. No to my art. No to self-compassion.

I thought it was a way to get stuff done, a route to the satisfaction of achievement, which would lead to happiness. Instead I found the opposite.

The route to joy is yes. Which often requires us to say no, but isn’t that the irony of life?

Where can you be a better bodyguard to the big yesses in your life?

May 29, 2015

Ideas Bubbling

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My favorite place to be is that giddy, fizzy, bubbly place when my mind is filled with ideas. Things I want to try. Art I want to make. Articles I want to write.

“What if I try this…?” is my favorite question, ever!

Even the insomnia that this place inevitably seems to trigger is worth it.

My cup runneth over.

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