Everything that is mine returns to me.

My superpower this week: Believing that everything that is mine returns to me. And finding out what that means. More on that tomorrow. In the meantime, what superpower do you wish for today? Let’s use what we know. And maybe we can add some new ones to the book...

Community.

Today I’m off to Denver! By imaginary ocean liner. Though I will actually arrive in Denver. That part: not imaginary. The Denver-ing itself is the result of all sorts of support. Unexpected helper mice being marvelously helpful in a variety of ways. Like Audrey,...

Door.

This is a door. This is me approaching the door. This is me standing here: threshold. This is me going through the door. Door. This is me saying DOOR. Door door door door door. And sometimes: Hello, Door. Entry. Last week I taught this class on the Art of Embarking....

Planting hidden surprises for later.

Yesterday I talked about the practice of leaving presents for future-me. And Larisa told this awesome story in the comments about how her brother used to throw fistfuls of Jolly Ranchers into the backseat of the car to discover later. Exactly. Like that! There are so...

Presents for future me.

Ah, the continuation to yesterday’s public recognition of the pain that comes with realizing just how little I have paid attention to the needs of me-from-next-week. Until next week shows up and then: oh right, I am her. Yesterday was all about acknowledging...
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