A short read, and then to work.

This is for you. Yes, YOU.

I love you.

Even if we don’t know each other well, I love the idea of you. I love your “YOU-ness,” “U”-ness, uniqueness, and all that you have to offer to the world. I just wanted to say that first.

The killings in Orlando early Sunday morning have knocked the wind out of me. As an ally of the LGBTQ community, and as a conscious human being, I grieve for the senseless waste of life, vitality, intelligence, skill, creativity joy, love, and potential.

Many of my friends and clients are struggling right now. When under acute stress and distress, the sympathetic nervous system (fight/flight/freeze/faint state) takes over. The powerful neurotransmitter acetylcholine runs the show, overtaking the brain. In response, the hormones cortisol, adrenaline, and norepinephrine flood the body. Effects range from anxiety and panic attacks to shortness of breath, hypervigilance, muscular tension, pain, insomnia, depression, digestive distress, and emotional dysregulation or “roller coaster” feelings. In other words, they are experiencing trauma. In times of national tragedy, we are all affected to some extent. None are more severely affected than those who feel targeted, hunted, hated, erased, eliminated, and realistically in mortal danger.

There will be a continuing debate about possible courses of action and responses to the massacre. One overlooked reality is that trauma has physiological effects, and it changes the brain. Your brain. Think about that.

No matter how close you are to recent events or those most affected by them, now is a time for self-care and recovery. There is nothing more healing than LOVE. We observe that in Feldenkrais lessons and classes, the parasympathetic nervous system is activated, which allows the process of recovery to begin. Heart rate and blood pressure normalize, body temperature drops, metabolism temporarily slows to allow the human system to restore itself. Feel-good neurotransmitters, seratonin, dopamine, and oxytocin, move life in a positive direction again, and enable trust and human connection. Physical improvement and a sense of emotional well-being return. Recovery takes time. We must create conditions where this overall healing can occur. Recovery, restoration, and improvement are possible. That’s the great hope that the Feldenkrais Method can offer to EVERYONE.

As a Feldenkrais teacher, I’m in the human potential business. My practice is driven by love. We can’t afford to waste the vast potential of human resources – not yours, not mine, not anyone’s. People are hurting. All I have to offer is a practice of self awareness for intelligent action in the world. That’s it! If you think that commodity is valuable and in short supply, come to a class. We all have work to do.

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Busted!

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Oh, the shame.

Turns out, with almost every sentence I have written for this blog, I have revealed my age and generation. One, simple, habitual action — despite all my pursuits of the Fountain of Youth via fitness, nutrition, my practice of the Feldenkrais Method, positive attitudes, hanging out with younger people, good cosmetics, having lots of fun, and a great relationship with my hairdresser — one habit, difficult to break, discloses my origins from the pre-computer age.

<Gasp!>  I know it’s hard to imagine. The vast majority of photos of me that are posted on Facebook show me staring at some kind of digital screen. While at a social gathering. That’s probably another topic. But yes, it’s true. The habit I have is that I habitually put two spaces after a period at the end of a sentence, instead of one. Why does this divulge my age and generation? Because it shows that when I learned to type, it was on a typewriter, and not on a computer.

I remember taking typing, or “touch typing” as a freshman in high school.  Most of the students were girls, no doubt career-minded to head to a secretarial pool somewhere. Typing was a skill that prepared you for the world of work.  I’m glad I took it. All these years later,  I still can type rapidly without hunting and pecking, and sometimes I am also very accurate. The teachers (a man and a woman team-taught the class of 60 or more) would play slow, rhythmic music that even back then sounded hilariously dorky and antiquated.  We would type to the beat of the music, played from scratchy vinyl discs. F-F-F space, F-F-F space. F-F-J-J, F-D-J-K, all rote pattern repetition on the QWERTY keyboard, until all the fingers and all the keys were included.  I never did master the numbers by touch.  But I digress.

It was a rule that you made two spaces after a period. You got your paper marked in red, and points taken off, if you didn’t have two spaces. This was powerful learning. The habit persists to this day.

For some reason this topic came up the other night as we were talking with some of our geeky friends about computers, e-readers of various brands, and writing. I confessed that I have always been a two-space girl. And to my horror, I found out that about twenty years ago, while I was busy raising children and not having to type for a living, that the rules had changed. “Oh, no! That changed back in the ’80’s!” “ONE SPACE is now CORRECT.” I realized that I am an antique, a relic of a past era – I missed the memo completely. I am outed as a geezer at the end of every sentence I type! However, I found comfort in this post by The Grammar Girl (yes, you can find EVERYTHING online) that apparently I am not the last person on the planet to hear about this change. Others continue to walk in darkness.

And I get it. On typewriters, all of the letters are the same width, so adding two spaces after a period made the text more readable. With computer word-precessing, the letters are different widths. Web pages are optimized so that most of the spaces after periods self-correct to one space. Now that I am aware of this “update” in style, I notice how deeply ingrained is my habit to space twice after a period. Luckily there is some leeway. It is a matter of style, after all, and some editors or readers will be sticklers, while others will not.

Reading the comments on The Grammar Girl‘s post was also very revealing, as people defended “their way” as being right, or insisting that they won’t be able to change, along with some name-calling and flaming across the generational and digital divide.  We are inclined to hang onto our habits, and disinclined to change, even when it comes to contemporary jots and tittles.  One person’s minutiae is another’s bread and butter.

In Feldenkrais lessons, we help people to become aware of habitual patterns in action that are unconscious.  Patterns of unnecessary muscle contraction and pain, sore necks and backs, the glaze of eyes on a computer screen, posture, gait, are all patterns that, once learned, have become our “default setting.”  We continually do what we do, unaware that we are doing it, and unable to change. The good news is, we are built for change.

Awareness is a powerful thing, and learning is our mechanism for adaptation.  So whatever the habit is — whether your shoulders live up around your ears, or you respond to traffic snarls with near-homicidal fury, or you put two spaces after a period — learning and awareness make change possible, easy, and elegant.

If the inconsistencies in spacing on this post are driving you crazy, have compassion. It’s the graphic representation of my learning process to change a habit of over forty years duration. In the grand scheme of things, probably none of it really matters. However, this has now become a personal challenge, and a mini-Feldenkrais lesson in awareness and adaptation.  I’ve learned to do other things that are much harder.

How is learning for you?  One space or two?  Changing, or sticking?  It all depends. . .

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Weather Report

Everyone is talking about the weather.  In Houston, this morning we had 19F near the Galleria, 21F officially at the airport.  We were surprised by a sudden loss of power at about 7:45 a.m.  Luckily, my iPad was charged up and ready to go.  Since I didn’t have access to the wifi, I fired up the 3G and checked my feed of people in Houston.  There I quickly found out about the rolling blackouts that were adopted as a strategy to conserve power.  Even after a press release this afternoon saying there would be no more rolling blackouts, another report this evening says to prepare for outages tomorrow.  It is going to be interesting.

We were without power for 82 minutes this morning.  It was another opportunity to notice how habituated I have become to my preferred routines.  The coffee, the shower, the sitting down at my computer to write.  We sat around in our pajamas looking at the iPad while we drank our coffee this morning, then sprung into action to make up for “lost time” as soon as power was restored about 9:07 (but who was counting?).  We didn’t lose the time, we just spent it differently than we are accustomed to doing.

It looks like things may get nasty tomorrow as sleet and freezing rain hits.  Our pantry is pretty well stocked with supplies to get us through until it warms up a bit on Saturday.  This is extreme weather for Houston, but all you have to do is turn on the TV –if your power is on — and see reports of places where things are so much worse.

Getting into pajamas now.  Making sure that phone and devices charge.  Planning to wait until after 8 to try for coffee and a shower.  Everything will get done.  I’m sure we can all dig down and find enough resilience to muddle through two days of winter weather.  We’ll be complaining about the heat soon enough.

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Satisfaction

It’s so funny how our culture works on us to sow seeds of loathing and self-doubt when things are going well.

I grew up in an era when, apparently, the worst possible thing to befall a child was that he or she “had a big head.”  God forbid that you would be perceived as conceited, or self-assured, or content.  Someone, often an authority figure, was always there to take you down a peg.  No wonder we have people running this joint who are cynical, irresponsible, and kill-joys.  No wonder we have an insatiable appetite for other people’s misfortunes, and are so ready to discount our own legitimate achievements.

My personal history is full of self-judgment, as well as the judgment of others.  I was the girl who had a big mouth, who was outspoken, who was full of herself, overbearing, you name the unflattering adjective.   These judgments were devastating.  Without a foundation of self-confidence, how is one to be effective in carrying out one’s work?  I eventually learned that other people’s judgments were warning signs to take stock of my behavior and motivations — and, that, mostly, other people’s judgments were  a projection of their own insecurities, having nothing to do with me.

I back pedaled, watered down the full essence of myself, for years.    However, when I faced the inevitability of my own extinction, I finally dug down within myself and decided to live MY life, as I wanted to live it.  I needed to surround myself with people who were equally intense, equally outspoken, equally committed to excellence in outcomes, in relationships, in overall happiness. Once I departed from the dregs of negativism pravalent in my surroundings, I was on the “up elevator” to a magnificent life.  Not a life without problems and challenges, but a life that could be lived without regret, and without ever saying, “If only I had. . .”

And so, last night, I had occasion to celebrate and acknowledge my growth.  I felt so full that I had to go to sleep — and so did not make a post yesterday on this blog.  The events were tiny, actually.  Dwelling on them might seem self-important,  However, I think the care and nurturing of a healthy ego depends upon acknowledging one’s own part in creating positive outcomes.  I was working on two projects, both presented a significant challenge — even a roadblock — and I figured out solutions, all by myself.

One was going down the road of connecting GoDaddy hosting with WordPress.org.  Simple if you know how, not simple if you don’t and if you are relying on the directions on the site, which were written by people who know how.  I persevered, resisted temptation, did not click on red-herring links that beckoned, and eventually won the prize — GoDaddy and WordPress are now talking to each other via my new website.  Now all I have to do is decide on a theme and get to work on the content.  But the technical problem was solved.  I felt proud. Blonde, soprano, non-techie ME figured it out.

Another problem and project involved receiving a new piece of information that might or might not involve a  considerable expense to stay on track and comply with a new law.  I researched the issue and determined that we were probably in the clear.  I communicated with those who needed to be informed, and confirmed that we were in compliance and no further action was needed.  Yes, I had a momentary heart attack, and a few moments of anguish where I wondered who would come and rescue me and the situation.  But a few moments of calm and perseverance yielded a surprising result:  we didn’t need a rescuer.  My resources were sufficient.

It’s an amazing feeling:  genuine accomplishment  It makes no difference whether the accomplishment is big or small.  The feeling of confidence, of capability, of personal power to change events for good — priceless.

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My Techno Riff

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I laughed when I read the prompt:  What is one piece of technology that I can’t live without?  My first thought was:  the wheel!

Pretty basic, isn’t it.  And then I thought — electricity.  The micro chip.  Indoor plumbing.  I love learning about new technology, although I am not an early adopter of anything.  I embrace my contemporary age and many of the advantages that go with it. I have a new Cuisinart, however I must confess  that I am a little scared of it.  I’m falling in love with the iPad that Santa brought me via his eight tiny reindeer — now Santa is who must have the badass technology!  But then I realized that I was thinking of technology in terms of mere “gadgetry.”  Technology is much more than that.

The article on technology in Wikipedia defines it thusly:

Technology is the usage and knowledge of tools, techniques, craftssystems or methods of organization in order to solve a problem or create an artistic perspective. The word technology comes from the Greek technología (τεχνολογία) — téchnē (τέχνη), an “art”, “skill” or “craft” and -logía (-λογία), the study of something, or the branch of knowledge of a discipline.

I can hardly remember what life was like when you couldn’t go online to look up an article or term, search for area restaurants, find out that actor’s name you can never remember who was in Breaking Away, or figure out what to cook with the five ingredients in your fridge.  The internet has made all of this data accessible and useful. As mobile devices continue their ascendancy, it will become even more convenient to bring this information to our fingertips.

So I can’t accept the constraint to name just one piece of technology that I can’t do without.  Each individual technological innovation opens a flood of continued innovation based upon it.  As I imagine doing a load of laundry in the morning, it is daunting to imagine the use of a washboard and wringer, or to walk down to the riverbank to pound out my lacy unmentionables with large stones by the bayou.  Having gone through Hurricane Ike with a minimum of damage and inconvenience, I still had a taste of life in a pre-electrical age as we waited for four days for our power to be restored.  (Many waited for over a month.)  During that time of technological deprivation, I most appreciated a simple battery-operated radio, the ability to send text messages on my mobile phone; and ice.

The Feldenkrais Method is also a technology: a system of organization for better problem solving.  Moshe Feldenkrais even added an artistic perspective when he described the Method as able to “make the impossible, possible; the possible, easy; and the easy, elegant.”  It is a technology (system, method) that has improved my life immeasurably.  Using Feldenkrais technology doesn’t require the acquisition of any trendy or time-saving gadgets.  All you need is your own brain, and the willingness to learn, and the Feldenkrais Method will provide a process for improving whatever you place your attention upon.  It is a method for expanding human capacity and potential.  Now that I know about this technology, I certainly don’t want to be without it.

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The Worst Idea In Awhile

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This morning, when I opened up Facebook, I found a message that inspired this post.  At best, it’s a cautionary tale.  I’ll post the message here. It came from a professional contact whom I’ve never met, several other colleagues were in the visible distribution list, and there was no Subject line.  For many reasons, it did not pass my personal “smell test.”  See if you agree.

“We are playing a game. Someone purposed that we Girl’s do something special on face book to help gain awareness for Breast Cancer. It’s so easy that I’d like you to join us to help spread it! Last year it was about writting the color of the bra you were wearing in your fb status….and it left the men wondering for days why the girls (apparently random) colors as their status. This year it has to do with our love relationship at present time. You will indicate where you are currently by posting a “code” word from list below in your status. For example if you are single you would post “Tequilla”

Tequila: single

Rum: I’m a touch and go woman

Champagne: I’m engaged woman

Red Bull: I’m a woman in a relationship

Beer: I’m married

Vodka: I’m the other woman

Sprite: I’m a woman who can’t find the right man

Whiskey: I’m a single woman but my friends won’t stop partying

Liquor: I’m a woman who wishes she was single

Gin: I’m a woman who wants to get married

All you need to do now is post the word from the list that best represents your situation as your fb status(Do not reply to this email just post the word in your status) then copy & paste this message and send it to all your girlfriends as a message. The Bra game reached the news let’s try to get this one on the news too! Help us show everyone how powerful women really are!!”

I’m going to take a stand and say that in my opinion, this is appalling.  It left me sputtering, metaphorical temperature rising, and almost incapable of writing anything other than, “Are you F@%&ing kidding me?”

It’s so bad that it makes me hope that the message is spam, and that we have been hacked.  If it is posted by meme-maker wannabes, then “Good job!” for diminishing the legitimate efforts of those who use social media in creative and effective ways to get their message across.  “Good job!” on  missing the entire feminist movement.  And “Good job!” for appealing to people’s best intentions to be social and supportive of their “friends,” often clicking to share automatically and without engaging the thought process.  And if it turns out to be officially sanctioned or celebrated by those who work tirelessly to promote awareness of breast cancer, then — oooh.  Bad move.  Should have slept on this to take another look.  Should have asked for a few other sets of eyes to have a look.  Should have fired whoever proposed it, and found someone to manage your social media who knows what they are doing.

I’m a big sharer on Facebook, and I love to have a good time.  However, this appeal to change status updates to get attention — for what, again?  is fatally flawed from the outset.  Frankly, I hope it will stumble to an early and quiet death.  So let’s review.  A missing subject line is a characteristic of spam.  Secondly, the rampant misspellings, incorrect use of punctuation, and awkward sentence structure give it a juvenile tone. For example: “Someone purposed that we Girl’s do something special on face book to help gain awareness for Breast Cancer. It’s so easy that I’d like you to join us to help spread it!” Spread what, exactly?  Breast cancer?  Your message?  No thank you, either way.

Then, the choice of status update “codes” as  — alcoholic beverages? Really? To make people aware that there is a correlation between excessive alcohol consumption and breast cancer? Hmmm. . . Someone is clearly unaware that employers now routinely check PUBLIC social media status postings when considering people for employment and promotion.  Perhaps you are unaware that nothing posted online EVER goes away.  Ever. Posting a status like this is akin to posting drunken pictures from your Spring Break — a serious career-limiting move.  I wonder who will post this to their status, and then be denied a job or passed over for promotion — it happens more and more frequently. And you’re going to show how powerful woman are? Huh.

My rant fully underway, I thought: what about allowing women an opportunity to be recognized for their bona fide achievements, or for their joyful self-expression (as the bra color updates were last year)? Instead, here we are, giving women one more opportunity to define themselves by their relationship with someone else — most likely a man.  (There’s a little “wiggle room” for lesbians to participate here, I guess.  I think my lesbian friends are too savvy to fall for this.) We’ve come a long way, baby.

So no, thank you, I won’t be posting this on my Facebook status, and I don’t think you should, either.  To be generous, one could see it as a naive and blundering effort by someone whose heart is in the right place, but who is completely unskilled and uninformed about the effective ways to use social media. The unintended consequences of putting this out there are potentially terrible. Rather than promoting the worthy cause of breast cancer awareness, or the power of women, on the contrary, this invitation has the effect of exploiting the naive users of Facebook.  It will reveal those people, primarily women, who are hungry for approval and connection, who will jump on any bandwagon by mindlessly clicking the share button.  You know those emails you get from the lawyer of the wife of the recently deceased African billionaire who wants to give you a few hundred thousand dollars for your time and trouble?  Same thing, only different.  This “Game” exploits and diminishes those it purports to help.

Conclusion of sermon:  Be an informed and aware user of this medium.  It is not new anymore.  Information about how to use it, and use it well, is widely available.  Develop your own “smell test.”  Be sensible about what you choose to share, and skeptical about what you are asked to share.  And remember that the juice of existence still happens IRL — In Real Life.  If you want to promote breast cancer awareness, don’t just click a stupid share button.  Participate in the Komen walk, part with some cash.  And, if you want to showcase the power of women, hire one, and give her equal pay and equal protection under the law.

[What do you think?  Did you receive the invitation?  Will you participate? Have you participated in previous status-update campaigns?]

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Why Did I Begin?

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I have been blogging since May of 2005.  Not an early adopter, by any means, but right in the middle of the wave.  For my profession, however, I was on the vanguard.

I had just turned 50! My life was very different than I thought it would be.  My marriage had ended three years previously, after almost twenty-five years.  I had been a college professor for ten years, but the same year as my divorce, I “left town ahead of an angry mob.”  Such is academic life.  And during it all, 2001-2004, I was engaged in the most profound experience of my life:  the training program to become a teacher of the Feldenkrais Method.

I had moved to a new town and was trying to make my way in private practice. I was just beginning to get some traction.  A year after graduation, I was beginning to have a sustaining practice, when some of my colleagues who had been practicing for years seemed to be struggling.  I started blogging because I wanted to share.  I wanted to share my perspective, and I wanted to share my work with a larger audience — with my clients, and with those who might someday be clients — of someone.  I also wanted to share my way of being, and being in practice, and of thinking and speaking about the Method, with my colleagues.  We Feldenkrais teachers tend to be a bit verbose, and more than a little arcane at times.  Upon encountering a thirsty one, we proceed to drown him, when only a cupful would save his life.  In sharp contrast, I like to give people “one potato chip:”  just enough to make them want more.  I have used this ability to create a small but loyal readership for my blog, and to reach out to others. Social media, and Twitter particularly, with its 140-keystroke constraint, is a delightful challenge, and my medium of choice.  Less is more.

I tend to do everything in fits and starts.  The blogging thing, the eblasts, all ebb and flow with my attention and enthusiasm.  However, after several years of experimentation, I think I have finally discovered a work flow that works for me.  I have also noticed some shifts in my self-image.

Moshe Feldenkrais said, “We act in accordance with our self-image.”  This powerful sentence can be interpreted at many levels.  I have only recently begun to perceive myself, and embrace myself, as a writer.  In the past six weeks, I have been acting like a writer.  I see myself as a writer.  I behave like a writer:  I now write every single day.  As I have stopped telling myself, “You’re not REALLY a writer,” as I have stopped discounting my creations as “That’s not REALLY writing,” I have lowered my standards enough that I actually enjoy the process of writing and creating.  I believe in the story I have to tell, the information I have to share, the perspective I have to offer.  It is not the only thing I do, but it is and has become an important part of my self-expression.

In no regard does my self-image as a writer “crowd out” or negate the other things I am: a Feldenkrais teacher, a musician, a mother of adult children; a partner, a WordPress aficionado, a friend, an advisor, a connector.  The web I weave is one that supports me, and those I care about. How much human potential is wasted in the mistaken notion that we can only be, or do, one thing?

And so — my original purpose in blogging has remained true, and has continued to resonate, even after five years — which is a long time on “the internets.”  I hope I continue to grow and adapt, and the blog with me.  I seem to be made for self-expression, and to help others to more fully express themselves. Might as well ride the horse the direction it’s going!

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Talking, or Texting?

Having read an interesting question: “Do you prefer to talk, or text?”  I am once again intrigued by context. Perhaps lit’s because I am a writer, or perhaps because my thinking is influenced by the Feldenkrais Method. A simple question, “This, or that?” is not so simple, after all. I have to answer, “For what purpose? When?”

“Talk or text” doesn’t seem like a preference, as “Boxers, or briefs?” is. I love to text for the fast-and-dirty, need-info-or-your-attention-NOW kind of communication. I like to talk only if I am sure the other person has time for a more in-depth conversation.  The question also presumes a context of  what we might call “device-based communication.”  In-person, face-to-face is not what is being addressed here.  As we are increasingly mobile, we literally do things “on the run,” or “remotely.” Right now, I am away from my office, waiting at Half Price Books for their assessment of the value of the books I brought in to sell, and blogging on my iPad. If you had asked me even a year ago if such a thing were even possible – let alone that I would be doing it, I would have said you were nuts! With so many contact options and styles open to us (talk in person, talk on the phone, email, chat, text, smoke signals, tea leaves), our communications and our relationships are subject to much finer distinctions.

My new clients frequently ask me the same abstract questions: “What is the best way to ______? Which is the RIGHT way to ______?” My answer must be, “It depends.” We can, and must, adapt virtually every action to the present circumstances. Your body alignment wil be very different if you are walking down the street, or looking under your bed for a lost shoe. Your breathing will be different if you are sleeping, sprinting, singing, or giving birth. The Feldenkrais Method helps you to discover your own best way to turn your intentions into actions.

How about you?  Is “Talk or Text” a simple question for you to answer?  What do you prefer, and why?  I’d love your take on the topic, so please leave a comment. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll text my daughter to see if she is free for lunch on Friday.

 

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More with the Blogging

The last three days have felt strangely empty after the end of the fabulous #reverb10 reflective blog-a-thon in December.  I blogged  absolutely every day for three weeks, then lightened up a bit, and finished the year off with a summary post. Even though I did not blog every day, I improved drastically over my previous frequency — once a week in good times, once a month during dry spells.

What kept me going, however, was a daily practice to write on 750words.com — and today was my 39th day straight!  I am racking up the badges and enjoying the process of dumping all the random floating thoughts jumbled in my brain out onto paper — or screen, actually — at the beginning of each day.  I’ve gotten more done in the past month than I would ever have expected!

I had been looking for another good source of writers prompts.  I looked at a few of the top listings on Google and was faintly dissatisfied, in that Goldilocks kind of way.  I also crowdsourced an answer, asking for suggestions from my Twitter and Facebook peeps.  Today, a friend came through:  thanks to #reverb10 pal Noël Rozny and her recommendation, I’ll be participating in The Daily Post via WordPress.

So, my intention is to keep on keeping on.  I intend to post something every day, or nearly every day, of 2011.  I know it won’t be easy, but I fully expect it will be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The Daily Post, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals: to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it, and encouraging others when I can.

What will I write about?  I have no freaking clue, seriously.  I just write about whatever is interesting to me at the time.  As a person who has always had a keen appreciation for the “next shiny thing,” my interests are wide-ranging: art, music, theater, and all the performing arts: culture at large; education; learning; food and cooking and eating; friends and their creative expressions; and of course, my beloved adoptive city, Houston, Texas, USA; and the work that keeps me curious, playful, and eager to get up each morning:  The Feldenkrais Method.  And that’s just the stuff I can predict!  As the page says, I am “open to possibilities.”  The most interesting content, for both of us, is that thich cannot be predicted at this time.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.  The gift of your time and attention are most appreciated.

cheers —
MaryBeth

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