I love Austin Kleon's books - and in particular recommend them for anyone engaged in a creative field, or wanting to explore their creativity - and his new one was just released last week.  Yay!  I took it with me up to Craggy Gardens last week, and it was exactly the thing to sit and read while looking out at the mountains. 

This weekend I had a rather long to-do list, but not much interest in doing it.  It was full of work stuff and administrative stuff, and was not at all in the spirit of a weekend.  And so... instead of tackling the list, I used a weedeater for many hours, and fooled around with the live loop crochet cabling, and played with my guys, and sat like a slug on our couch, and had a birthday party for the dog.  Totally worth it.

Tianna Bartoletta is a certified badass - in many respects, but most obviously in the fact that she is a multiple-time Olympic Gold Medallist and World Champion.  She's also a truth teller, and her blog post that I read today was exactly what I needed to hear.  Maybe it'll speak to you as well?



Look stupid in public.  Seriously, I highly encourage it.  A friend and I were talking about fun athletic (and other) things, and we came to the conclusion that the more willing you are to look stupid in public, the quicker you figure out how to do interesting things.

One of my biggest objectives over the past twelve months has been my quest to find more humans.  Like actual humans, not humans behind a computer screen or on my phone.  I didn't exactly realize this was my quest, but looking back on it - that's what I've been doing. 

I've been playing on my yoga wheel, and it occurs to me that it's a pretty good metaphor for... a lot of things actually. 

I wrote the following post in 2016 - about a year after my dad died.  And then I didn't hit publish, because it felt like I was too close to it.  But I just found it in my drafts, and wow, reading it took me right back there.  When I was fumbling to find normal again, and thinking I could maybe see it but wasn't quite sure.  And it's a relief to look back and think that yes, things have gotten better.  But the rawness - that still makes my heart speed up a little, and my breath get short, because for sure that's how I felt most of the time that year after my dad died.

I've been reading a bit lately.  (Well, I'm always reading, but my taste usually runs towards frothy fun fiction and I devour those like candy, but lately I've also been adding some substance into the mix.)

One book recommended by a friend:  Executive Toughness.  I think this title is kind of a misnomer, in that you in no way need to be an Executive or have aspirations thereof to benefit from this book.  It's more of a "figure out what you want and make a concrete plan on how to get there" kind of book.  Count me in.