I work with these two guys, and quite honestly, I’m concerned about their performance…
A real life example of doing what you love and re-envisioning what success means (hint: its not numerical).
What I’m reading…
Lest I forget to tell you on a weekly basis how much I adore Pope Francis, here’s what he’s doing now.
Follow in the footsteps of smart people by reading what they’re reading.
Star Wars and Myers Briggs together in beautiful harmony.
The Canadian arctic is apparently similar enough to mars that the Mars Society is assembling a research team to spend a year there. You could be on this team. Applications due by Nov 30th.
What I’m learning…
Code for free!
Some “healthy” foods are misleading us all.
What I’m eating…
Peppermint bark is over-rated (yeah I said it), but this gingersnap alternative will make your mouth water.
I made super easy crockpot vegetarian quinoa chili this weekend and it was baller. Recipe here.
One day left to get a $10 Starbucks gift card for just $5.
What I’m watching…
New Girl episodes from season one (Netflix, baby).
Ron Burgundy? Actually, Paul Burgundy just stole my heart.
Hands down the cutest screen-cleaner for your computer.
What I’m listening to…
Triggerfinger recorded a stellar cover of I Follow Rivers by Lykke Li.
Wrecking Ball on repeat. Can’t help it.
How I’m feeling good…
A button that makes everything better.
If the world seems all kinds of messed up lately, you can attribute at least part of the insanity to Mercury (you don’t have to, but why not blame it on an inanimate object?). It’s suggested that sorting through old baggage and clearing way for new beginnings is a constructive use of Mercury’s retrograde. A time to dig out those skeletons and work through the pain, anger, and stress that’s accumulated inside of you.
Lately, I’ve felt caught in an inescapable quarter-life crisis, unable to make decisions to better my life, and instead, accepting the pattern thats kept me placid for months. It all came to a tipping point a few weeks ago when I went into panic mode, even more imprisoning and debilitating than my former state of inertia. I decided to sit with my anxiety, a purgatory that forced me to slow my breath, think through my fears, and emerge with a plan and a sense of control. I spent two days reconsidering before finally setting into motion a significant life change.
Whether Mercury has anything to do with the clarity I gained is one thing, but in all sincerity, the notion of sifting through the rocks in order to find your gem is one I firmly stand beside. I read once that breaking yourself into pieces is the best way to put yourself together. If there’s a problem that you’ve been pushing away, why not plunge into the murky waters and force yourself to swim? It won’t be pretty at first, but it might make you feel a little better.
Whoever invented Key Socks.
For the hypochondriac in your life: How to Live Forever.
Laughing to keep from crying with this tumblr.
Speaking of burn-out.
Heidi Klum killin’ it on Halloween.
(Yes, that is Heidi Klum.)
Wedding season is well behind us, but that doesn’t mean we can’t fantasize about tree canopy nuptials thanks to Once Wed.
Best for last: baby sister makes beautiful art by way of lens.
“The remembrance of that life is fraught with so much pain to me, with so much mental suffering and want of hope, that I have never had the courage even to examine how long I was doomed to lead it. Whether it lasted for a year, or more, or less, I do not know. I only know that it was, and ceased to be; and that I have written, and there I leave it.”
– Charles Dickens
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light not our Darkness, that most frightens us.”