Everyone does their best. Even though some people’s best is really shitty.
—My GrannyBarb’s mantra
—My GrannyBarb’s mantra
I absolutely love this keyring because it anthropomorphizes the need to have a place where my keys always are. Mine’s name is Marie Antoinette Lady Bird Sparrow and as soon as I get home she goes in her lovely home where she is safe and sound and easily find-able. (Available here for $5 USD)
If you need someone — how they make you feel, what they do for you, how they keep you whole — then you don’t actually love them, you just love the role they play in your life. The further you can push away from that need, the closer you’ll get to loving the human.
(This is an idea from Joko Beck’s Everyday Zen, which I *highly highly highly* recommend for anxious and/or ADD types, but this is true for everyone.)
Inside a clear, zippered pouch goes the following: Three tampons, a pack of gum, Kleenex, some hand-sanitizer, safety pins, bobby pins if you need them, a few band-aids and ibuprofen. Then, when minor crisis looms, you can shout (inside your head) “TO THE RESPONSIBILITY POUCH!”
Special thanks to Anna for the suggestion!
Angry? Sad? Lonely? Ashamed? Maliciously gleeful? All of those are OK ways to feel and you don’t have to spend extra time and emotional energy berating yourself for feeling them. That is not productive.
Today, play a game with yourself. Just do the one thing you are doing at that moment carefully and correctly. Don’t spend time thinking about what you did wrong yesterday, or how much you have to do today, or any of it.
If you focus on that one small thing you are doing — “Right now, I am putting this toast rind in the garbage. Now, I am washing this one dish and drying it,” — you’ll do it right, then move on.
Trigger Warning: Vacuum Cleaner
Trigger Warning: Something On the Wall Only You Can See
Trigger Warning: One In 75 Cars
Trigger Warning: Your Human Is Wearing a Knit Hat
Trigger Warning: That Golden Retriever That Lives Two Houses Down
Trigger Warning: A Bag of Skittles Falling On the Floor
Trigger Warning: This Sweater Smells Weird and Reminds You of Another Trigger
Trigger Warning: Gravity Exists
Today, I celebrate, and offer every bit of gratitude in me, for the life of my grandmother and favorite person, Barbara Jean Dowdell … AKA Grannybarb.
She was an intrepid girl reporter. She was a cocktail waitress on a steamboat on the Great Lakes. She was the first female editor of the Daily Iowan. She had the best stories, supplied by a life built on the understanding that there is no such thing as boredom, only lack of attention.
She was a great wit, a maker of the best gumbo imaginable, a shameless (and gifted!) flirt, a writer, painter, knitter, stained-glass maker and someone who saw the back of a business card as an ideal place for a tiny watercolor portrait.
Very pleased that my TEDx talk on why people are wrong about Millennials is an editor’s pick on TED.com.
But I could not love the picture The Daily Beast made for my piece more.