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Sunday Thought For The Day

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“Maybe we should develop a Cray­ola bomb as our next secret weapon. A hap­pi­ness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a cri­sis devel­oped, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air — explode softly — and send thou­sands, mil­lions, of lit­tle para­chutes into the air. Float­ing down to earth — boxes of Cray­olas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either — not lit­tle boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharp­ener built right in. With sil­ver and gold and cop­per, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And peo­ple would smile and get a lit­tle funny look on their faces and cover the world with their imag­i­na­tion.” ~ Robert Ful­ghum

Sweet Sixteen

“For it was not into my ear you whis­pered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.” ~ Judy Gar­land

To Lora, with love…

Six­teen years ago today, our lives were joined together.

And the two shall become one.”

Do you remem­ber those early days?  Hon­ey­moon­ing in the moun­tains.  The deserted movie the­atre.  The deer at our front door.

Giddy, happy, goofy love.

And all those moves.  A dif­fer­ent address every year.  Were we vagabonds? 

Love was in our hearts.

Road trips. Vaca­tions.  Adventures.

Camp­ing in the rain in Ten­nessee.  That flat tire in the mid­dle of the night on the way to Ken­tucky.  Bathing in the creek at Yel­low­stone.  Freez­ing near Lake Supe­rior.  Lost in Boston.  Mid­night trips through Chicago.  Zip lin­ing in Hon­duras.  Hang­ing out on that quiet beach we found near Mount Rush­more.  Raft­ing in Idaho (remem­ber how it went from really bad to really great).  Seat­tle at night.  That last run down the moun­tain at Win­ter Park.  Beach vol­ley­ball in Jamaica. 

The love for life’s adventures.

Fam­ily and friends.

Our own grow­ing fam­ily.  Three lit­tle munchkins (well, not so lit­tle any­more).   Extended fam­ily.  Friends.  Life.  Death.  Moments together. 

Love for all those we care about.

Chal­lenges.

Remem­ber the day Bekah was born, and then she stopped breath­ing.  Those moments of not know­ing, as she was rushed away.  So scary.  Or the day she was lost at that state park, and we had any­one we could find look­ing for her.  So scary.  The day she broke her leg.  The day that Jakob fell off the play­ground equip­ment.  The day Cameron broke his thumb.  The day you ended up in the hos­pi­tal, preg­nant, and while we were mov­ing into our house.  Moments in our mar­riage.  Life.

Love never fails.

Moments together.

Walks in the neigh­bor­hood.  Early morn­ing ten­nis (some­day I’ll beat you!).  Sit­ting around the camp­fire.  Cross-country ski­ing at Lapham Peak (wait…that was just painful for me!).  Con­struct­ing the base­ment together (I wasn’t meant to be an elec­tri­cian!).  That wood stove.  Pack­ing and unpack­ing boxes.  Work­ing together with the mid­dle school youth.  That trip to the home­less shel­ter.  Fin­ish­ing our first triathlon expe­ri­ence together.  Danc­ing at the Christ­mas party.  Many, many moments that are etched in our memories…moments that all hold spe­cial meaning.

Love is a verb.

“We are all a lit­tle weird and life’s a lit­tle weird, and when we find some­one whose weird­ness is com­pat­i­ble with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weird­ness and call it love.” ~ Author Unknown

Lora,

You are the stars in my sky and the sun­shine in my day!   You make every­thing brighter, and fill the world with your touch of love.

You sup­port me, always.  You put laugh­ter in my heart, and joy in my soul.  You have this amaz­ing way of just know­ing your “true north”.

We have trav­eled on this life jour­ney, together for the last six­teen years. 

A life jour­ney that has been an adven­ture.  An amaz­ing, beau­ti­ful, love-filled, trea­sure of time together.  It is only just the begin­ning.  The adven­ture con­tin­ues, and together we will con­tinue to live life from our hearts.  Together we will let that thing called ‘mutual weird­ness’ shine as love.   Con­tinue to always be that amaz­ing, lov­ing, car­ing, beau­ti­ful YOU

You inspire me to LIVE!  You inspire me to BE!  You inspire me to LOVE

Love always,
Lance


Note:  A very spe­cial thank you to Audra Krell for the encour­age­ment to write this.  You are a dear friend.

Please, also check out my lat­est guest post at Life’s Lit­tle Inspi­ra­tions: The Ever Flow­ing Spring Water of Life.

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Powered By Laughter

“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intel­li­gent peo­ple and the affec­tion of chil­dren … to leave the world a bet­ter place … to know even one life has breathed eas­ier because you have lived. This is to have suc­ceeded.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Today I’m joined by a spe­cial some­one who brings joy, laugh­ter, and car­ing into this world is some very amaz­ing ways.  Please help me wel­come Katie West!  Katie is the bril­liance behind The Lev­ity Project (more about that below), where I first had the oppor­tu­nity to con­nect with her this past sum­mer.   She also has a coach­ing ser­vice, Lev­ity Life Coach­ing, encom­pass­ing life coach­ing and laugh­ter yoga.  Today Katie and I sit down and talk about her life, and how she has arrived at where she is today.

NOTE: We’re hav­ing a give away here today!  For the price of sign­ing up for email updates from The Lev­ity Project, one lucky win­ner will be cho­sen at ran­dom (on Jan­u­ary 31st) to receive a com­pli­men­tary one hour lev­ity coach­ing ses­sion with Katie.  (note: signup is on the right-hand side­bar of her web­site)

In addi­tion, if you are inter­ested in becom­ing a Cer­ti­fied Laugh­ter Coach, Katie is offer­ing 50% off the early bird dis­count of this cer­ti­fi­ca­tion to the first per­son to con­tact her, with the words “I want to be a laugh­ter Coach ha ha ha ha” included.  Sev­eral ses­sions are form­ing, please visit The Lev­ity Insti­tute for details.

Please read along as I ask Katie some chal­leng­ing questions!

1. Tell us a lit­tle bit about who “you” are (fam­ily, career, any spe­cial life expe­ri­ences you’d like to share, etc.)
I am an eter­nal adven­turer.  I am hard wired to see every expe­ri­ence as a new jour­ney lead­ing to unex­pected results.  So much so, that I par­ent that way, work that way, love that way.  More recently, I have real­ized what a med­i­ta­tion that has become in my life. No mat­ter what is going on I try to see it as an explorer would look at a new land with all of the excite­ment of the poten­tial tri­als and celebrations.

I prob­a­bly have this approach because I led wilder­ness sail­ing trips for many years up the coast of Maine with teenagers, as well as liv­ing on a boat for the bet­ter part of sev­eral years.  I think this time period of being a wilder­ness guide truly shaped my out­look on life.  I had always been a very spon­ta­neous per­son which was help­ful in adapt­ing to the chal­lenges of being a guide and cap­tain of a boat, yet what the expe­ri­ence impressed most upon me was the impor­tance of good plan­ning, being orga­nized and hav­ing a clear vision of where one wants to go.  I think it some­how cre­ated a bal­ance of my two sides.

I love wilder­ness expe­di­tions because they truly bring us face to face with our “Oh no!” moments and pro­vide an oppor­tu­nity to move beyond them so that what has held us back is now no longer hold­ing us.

Also, it has been so use­ful to approach par­ent­ing this way as I am a mom of two chil­dren, two and four years old.  I have joked so many times that each day of par­ent­ing some­how holds inside it both ecstasy and insur­mount­able chal­lenge.   And the only way through it, is to allow the expe­ri­ence to run its course, or bet­ter said, to see myself as fully in the flow of the river of what is hap­pen­ing.  This includes trea­sured  moments such as once when I was gave my kids my home­made fin­ger paint (which I was so proud of) only to watch it get flung to the floor, ceil­ing, win­dows, and onto lit­tle bel­lies!   Within that moment was every­thing: the delight of cre­at­ing, shar­ing, play­ing, and the chal­lenge of clean­ing, clean­ing, clean­ing!  (Note: I finally gave up and pho­tographed the mischief.)

My fam­ily means every­thing to me; I want my chil­dren to grow up to be joy­ful, con­fi­dent, thought­ful, and open minded peo­ple.  And in order to do this it is how my hus­band and I must live to set the example. 

In this way, my work as a coach helps peo­ple to dis­cover or re-discover their inner light-heartedness, or lev­ity, is a great reminder to enjoy the moment….good or chal­leng­ing and allow a sense of buoy­ancy to reign know­ing there will be a new dis­cov­ery momentarily

One of my stick­ers for The Lev­ity Project says, “Pow­ered by Laugh­ter” and nat­u­rally, I have it on every­thing, my car, my cof­fee mug, my com­puter.  And I can­not tell you how fab­u­lous it has been when I am in a grumbly mood to go into the cof­fee shop and hand over my mug-only to see the reminder to allow laugh­ter to be my fuel and not what­ever state I might be in that is not serv­ing me, my fam­ily, or the world.    It is an instant shift! It really helps me to have this account­abil­ity on those inevitably grumpy days.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Hey, I think I have a t-shirt that says “Pow­ered by Laugh­ter”!  (thanks Katie!!)   And I have to think that the whole sail­ing expe­ri­ence really helped to shape the foun­da­tion from which you base liv­ing on today.  Very cool, adven­ture girl!  Let the mis­chief continue…

2. You have started a move­ment called The Lev­ity Project.  Tell us about the inspi­ra­tion behind that, and how long you have been doing this.
The Lev­ity Project started in March 2009 when I was in New York City for a week­end.  While I was there, I had this fan­tas­tic expe­ri­ence on the sub­way.  As I was rid­ing a long, I had my head­phones on and was danc­ing a lit­tle bit with my eyes closed.  I began to smile this huge grin (it was one of the first times away from both children-so I was in awe of the time alone).  When I opened my eyes, I real­ized peo­ple were star­ing and not smil­ing back-some even frown­ing at me.  And I simul­ta­ne­ously felt deeply con­nected to every­one and quite sad that it would pain peo­ple to see some­one happy and enjoy­ing her day.

That week­end, I vowed to myself that I would do some­thing to make a dif­fer­ence.  I had never seen myself before as an activist of any sort.  But I knew I wanted to actively be a part of a move­ment that sup­ports the idea of liv­ing with more joy, laugh­ter, and play.  Imme­di­ately, the name “The Lev­ity Project” came to me…because I had been kick­ing around the word “lev­ity” in my head for a cou­ple of months.  I had just learned that the old (rare as of 1913 Merriam’s) def­i­n­i­tion of lev­ity was “buoyancy-being lighter than that which sur­rounds us”.   What struck me about this is that the idea of buoy­ancy does not deny what is hard or pre­tend that it is not there, it just means we have a right to feel freer or lighter than what is hap­pen­ing.  What was also inter­est­ing is that today’s dic­tio­nary def­i­n­i­tion of lev­ity sounds unap­peal­ing, “inap­pro­pri­ate humor, lack of appro­pri­ate seri­ous­ness, irrev­er­ence.”  How could we for­get and dis­miss the def­i­n­i­tion of gai­ety and buoyancy? 

That was when I began to joke that my goal was to bring buoy­ancy back!  The Lev­ity Project’s goal is to cre­ate a par­a­digm shift to a lighter and more buoy­ant soci­ety.  My hope is that by engag­ing in pub­lic acts of laugh­ter, play and cel­e­bra­tion, we can inspire a re-emergence into col­lec­tive joy.  Ulti­mately, I think it is about awak­en­ing to what can be.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Katie, I’ve had the oppor­tu­nity twice now, to expe­ri­ence a “lev­ity project” in action.  One with your assis­tance in set­ting it up, and another together with you.  Both of these events are real (reel?) high­lights from the past year!  And if they even make one person’s day just a lit­tle brighter, it is so worth it (and I’ll say that my day was def­i­nitely brighter after both of these expe­ri­ences!).  Hey, I even have these really cool umbrella hats I got out of the deal!! 

3. You are a sea­son of the year – what would you choose and why?
A sea­son of the year?  I love them all for dif­fer­ent rea­sons.  In fact, when my daugh­ter was born, one of the songs being played was Sting’s song that has the lyrics “All four sea­sons in one day”.  We gave her four names (includ­ing her last) to rep­re­sent the dif­fer­ent sea­sons she holds within her­self as we all do.

For me, I guess I must say late spring when it is warm enough to play out­side but still breezy enough to feel a deep grat­i­tude for the warmth cours­ing through my body.   I love the flow­ers emerg­ing and the way every­thing is elec­tric at being alive again.  And at the same time, give me a cozy, fall day full of poetry and woodsy walks through the leaves and I am a happy camper.  I pretty much adore the cycle of the sea­sons.  Since I live in Maine that is a very good thing to love!

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Katie…this is deep.  The sea­sons we all hold within our­selves, wow!  I keep think­ing of the yearly life cycle of a tree — and how we really are like that as we travel through our own lives, as the sea­sons come and go.   

4. Laugh­ter and joy are a big part of what you are all about (I think that’s so cool!).  Tell us about those moments when you might not be feel­ing that joy­ful. 
When I am not feel­ing joy­ful (and it is a time that I am sim­ply feel­ing like a stick in the mud) I laugh.  No joke. Ha ha!  I get my kids to laugh.  The prac­tice of laugh­ter with­out humor has really (gasp) changed my life or at least how I approach it.  I know that by say­ing ha ha, I can CHOOSE to feel dif­fer­ently, to feel better(since our brain does not know the dif­fer­ence between real and fake laugh­ter).  With a tool as easy as laugh­ter,  I have to really WANT my foul mood to stay in it.  What it takes is get­ting over my ego, my pride which is usu­ally guilty for mak­ing me feel like a stick in the mud anyway. 

Once I am able to I con­nect to my deeper desire that I hon­estly and truly would rather feel joy­ful than grumpy, all I need to do is prac­tice laugh­ing …and really, every­thing is sud­denly in bet­ter per­spec­tive!  Plus, as par­ents know…if you try to be grumpy when you have lit­tle kids, it really does not work, because they just get grumpy or whiny too.  What is worse than deal­ing with our own grumpy mood than hav­ing to deal with another’s?! 

I try to see myself in those moments as a change agent with the empow­er­ment to shift the winds of my mood.  When I am feel­ing truly sad due to some­thing chal­leng­ing or grief-filled, I offer myself patience and breath to allow it to move through my body.  I have found in my coach­ing work that the ten­dency peo­ple have is to deny these deeper feel­ings, but I believe that there are key times when it can be use­ful to allow them to flow as they need to dur­ing a dif­fi­cult time and then later reset the course we want to chart.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Well, that’s a great exam­ple of the ther­a­peu­tic ben­e­fits of laugh­ter.  It just makes us feel good! 

5.  You kiss your hus­band, and instantly the two of you are trans­ported to a strange new place, with noth­ing for the two of you to worry about.  Where might this be?  Why?
I have been there before but it is the first place I thought of.  Orcas Island in the San Juan Islands in Wash­ing­ton State.  Hands down.  It is where I wish to be every time I get one of those mag­i­cal trans­portable kisses.  To me, Orcas Island is heaven on Earth!   Why?  Like falling in love with some­one who knows why?  There is just some part of me that feels per­fectly aligned with all the other parts of me when I am there.  You will have to go and see for your­self, but call me first I have great rec­om­men­da­tions of what to do!

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  My fam­ily and I had the oppor­tu­nity to vaca­tion in the Pacific North­west a cou­ple of years ago.  While we didn’t make it to the San Juan Islands, we did fall in love with the whole area and the beauty that is there.  Next time we go, I have a new des­ti­na­tion to visit…and I’ll be call­ing YOU!

6.  In the strange way the life some­times works, you are sud­denly asked to assist some ambi­tious city in a pilot pro­gram to bring more fun and joy into people’s daily lives.  What do you do?
I would cre­ate a Lev­ity Pilot Pro­gram which would be unveil­ing the four part sys­tem I use with my clients that leads to feel­ing lighter and more joy­ful.  I would cre­ate The Lev­ity Project Cen­ters where peo­ple gather to cre­ate their own pub­lic Lev­ity events, lis­ten to speak­ers, train how to laugh for no rea­son and re-learn the art of play as adults. 

These cen­ters would become a new bas­tion for the com­mu­nity.  And the part that peo­ple would love the most is The Lev­ity Project events that would hap­pen all over the city spon­ta­neously; peo­ple laugh­ing in a Laugh­ter Flash, wear­ing umbrella hats and smil­ing at each other, bounc­ing on hip­pity hop bouncy balls, play­ing kazoos.  These things may seem goofy, but they aren’t.  They are expres­sions of light heart­ed­ness and our mutual desire for it. 

The goal for the pro­gram would be to dilute the power and atten­tion we have given stress by plac­ing empha­sis on some­thing else truly and deeply impor­tant: a sense of deeply con­nected joy and lightheartedness.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  I lived in Kala­ma­zoo for a while.  The word “kazoo” always reminds me of liv­ing there!  And I think we even had a cou­ple of kazoo’s at the time…maybe it’s time to get a cou­ple more!   On the art of play, we have a game we play, espe­cially dur­ing the cold win­ter months, called “garbage”.  It involves lots of run­ning, lots of laughs, and is a pretty good work­out too!  The “art of play”…what a great mes­sage to get out there!  Keep bounc­ing, Katie!

7.  In Maine terms you land the big lob­ster.  In base­ball terms, you win the World Series.  In Katie terms, you?
Well, I would say that up till recently, it has been get­ting on the “Oprah” show! …and then it switched to “Ellen”.  And I will thor­oughly enjoy the days when both of those hap­pen.  But right now, it is about cre­at­ing a sys­tem that empow­ers peo­ple to con­nect with their right brains-the side that allows for the reju­ve­na­tion and immer­sion of play, the free­dom of laugh­ter, and the inspi­ra­tion that comes with won­der and gratitude. 

The big lob­ster would be see­ing The Lev­ity Project as an Inter­na­tional move­ment in which peo­ple cel­e­brate together inter-generationally and cross cul­tur­ally.  And it would be hav­ing The Lev­ity Insti­tute become a respected forum for new devel­op­ments and research on how to live more light heart­edly and also to have it become a gath­er­ing place from which the next gen­er­a­tion of social lead­ers can emerge and share their messages.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  On the contrary…it would be Ellen hit­ting the world series of talk shows, hav­ing you on there! 

8. Tell us one unex­pected thing that has hap­pened to you, from going down this path of start­ing the “The Lev­ity Project”?

With­out a doubt, it has been watch­ing how peo­ple are touched by the idea.  How clearly I can tell it feeds some part of them whether they are at the event or watch­ing a video.  I get emails from peo­ple thank­ing me.  And some­times I just think, “Why are they thank­ing me, we are just laugh­ing, play­ing, and cel­e­brat­ing!”  I have met amaz­ing peo­ple and it has helped me to real­ize that I am on a path and that I have to keep going to see where this adven­ture leads me and above all trust that it will take me, and hope­fully our world, to a new place.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  One unex­pected thing for me from you going down this path, Katie…is a friend­ship that is pretty spe­cial.  Keep on cel­e­brat­ing life, you are touch­ing lives in very deep ways! 

9. If you had to pick one thing as your great­est achieve­ment, what would it be (and why)?
You may laugh…but really birth still ranks above every­thing.  I mean, a human being came out of me.  That was crazy!  And it hap­pened twice!  What also moves me is that the first birth was hard, totally not how we pic­tured it, and had a lot of med­ical inter­ven­tion.  What was so strik­ing about this is that one of the peo­ple present said, “That was just the birth you needed to have.”  At the time, I am pretty sure I wanted to haul off and hit her, but in the years since I real­ized that what that birth did was shake my per­fec­tion­ist qual­i­ties right out of me.  Noth­ing went how I had “planned” it with the excep­tion of one thing, a healthy baby in my arms.  And with that aware­ness came the under­stand­ing of how to look at each sit­u­a­tion and “juice” it for what is most impor­tant.  By let­ting go of all the seem­ing ways things were sup­posed to hap­pen and let them hap­pen, I got to expe­ri­ence life’s jour­ney and what it had in store for me.  And since then, the gifts from what I learned in that moment have ben­e­fited me every day.

And of course, as the story would have it, my sec­ond child’s birth was dreamy.  Labor­ing at the beach, laugh­ing at the hos­pi­tal dur­ing active labor, and hear­ing Johnny Cash singing as my son was born which made every­one there crack up.  It made me real­ize cel­e­bra­tions come in all forms…some that make us shout with hap­pi­ness and oth­ers that ask us to see the mag­nif­i­cence and holi­ness in the hardship.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Hmmm…I can relate.  Well, maybe I should say my wife can relate!  Wait, I was there, too!  Now I’m get­ting con­fused!  Our first birthing expe­ri­ence was one that was very much the oppo­site of every­thing we expected.  (see how I use the the word “our”…you know, because it was like I was going through that labor too!!!)  Some­how we sur­vived, and were blessed with a healthy baby also.  And that made it all worth it.  Would you believe me, now, if I tell you I can com­pletely relate???   

10. What does a typ­i­cal day with your fam­ily involve?
Which day?  Each day has a dif­fer­ent fla­vor.  Both my hus­band and I work and both of us stay home. And if any­one read­ing this shares that expe­ri­ence, you are laugh­ing your head off right now.  But each day has a lot of hugs, play­ing, craft­ing like I said before, debat­ing what to do for din­ner, get­ting together with peo­ple, email­ing, laugh­ing, and danc­ing.  Every Sat­ur­day night, we have a fam­ily mini-party.  It is called  “Every­body loves Sat­ur­day Night”, the name came from my daughter’s children’s CD.  So every Sat­ur­day night, as a fam­ily, we put on that song and dance, eat cake and do some­thing fun.  We always get bal­loons and some­times silly masks and cel­e­brate.  If you hang out with me long enough, you will know that one of my cen­tral tenets is celebration….it just does not get enough air time in our soci­ety.  The Sat­ur­day Night Dance Par­ties with the four of us is a good exam­ple of us.  We may not be the fam­ily trav­el­ing to every place, we may not be stay­ing out late doing excit­ing things, we may not be tak­ing the kids to every museum, but we have our own brand of fun.  And it feels really good.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Sat­ur­day evenings sound like a blast at your house!  I think we should have a big party…and YOU can host!!  I’ll bring the cook­ies!!  And excit­ing is what you make it, anyway…so keep on rockin’ in your own groovy way!

11. Deep-down, Katie, what makes you, “you”?  
I think it is how I started this inter­view.  All is an adven­ture.  All is wor­thy of our atten­tion and expe­ri­ence.  There is noth­ing with­out merit that hap­pens.  My “me-ness”  is in being open to see­ing the adven­ture and my will­ing­ness to allow it to trans­form me.  Even in the grump­i­est of grump days, I know with­out a doubt, we are all con­nected and we are all one.  And that brings me a deep joy that some­how man­ages every time to break up any clouds that may be there and allow the light of pos­si­bil­ity and inter­con­nect­ed­ness to shine brightly.  My mom recently told me when I was born that she almost named me “Joy” and that many days since she wishes she had.   It seems only fit­ting that my work here on the planet would revolve around this idea.

And well, I also really really like mak­ing choco­late chip cook­ies and can do the recipe from memory.

Lance’s Com­men­tary: Joy!!  That IS a fit­ting name for you, too (your mom just knew!!).  Katie:  That’s the new word for joy!

Life is an adven­ture.  And wher­ever that adven­ture leads us, those are the moments that are our life.  And whether they seem hum drum or filled with excite­ment, they are all ours.  In fact, I believe it’s not so much the big and grand things that define our life as much as it is the reg­u­lar day to day mini-adventures that life leads us on that are really the cor­ner­stone for our life jour­ney.  Katie, I know you have weaved a life filled with all of this, big adven­tures all sand­wiched between lots and lots of mini adven­tures.  And you choose an atti­tude of belief in what IS pos­si­ble.  And that is what makes life grand!

Clos­ing Thoughts:  Katie, it is an honor to have you here today!  You have a mix of goofi­ness, deep under­stand­ing, and love that are sec­ond to none!  In our world today, you are sunshine…warm and radi­ant out into the lives of those you touch!

To para­phrase Ralph Waldo Emer­son:  Katie you HAVE succeeded…in so many beau­ti­ful ways, you give love and life a touch of joy.  And in that, the world is a bet­ter place.  In that, I am a bet­ter per­son.  Con­tinue to give the world a bit of this magic fairy dust.  

And con­tinue to rock the world, buddy!

Now…about those cook­ies… 

You can keep up with Katie by sub­scrib­ing to The Lev­ity Project,  and fol­low­ing her on Twit­ter.

Sunday Thought For The Day

Wait for me
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I have come to the fright­en­ing con­clu­sion that I am the deci­sive ele­ment. It is my per­sonal approach that cre­ates the cli­mate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather.

I pos­sess tremen­dous power to make life mis­er­able or joy­ous. I can be a tool of tor­ture or an instru­ment of inspi­ra­tion, I can humil­i­ate or humor, hurt or heal.

In all sit­u­a­tions, it is my response that decides whether a cri­sis is esca­lated or de-escalated, and a per­son is human­ized or de-humanized.

If we treat peo­ple as they are, we make them worse. If we treat peo­ple as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capa­ble of becoming.

~ Johann Wolf­gang von Goethe

A spe­cial thank you to Dr. Holly Latty-Mann for shar­ing this quote.

On The Front Porch

New Front Porch and Rocking Chairs
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“Con­ver­sa­tion should touch every­thing, but should con­cen­trate itself on noth­ing.” ~ Oscar Wilde

Today I am sit­ting down with Lori, from Jane Be Nim­ble, join­ing her as part of the Front Porch series she has cre­ated.  I have had the priv­i­lege of really get­ing to know Lori and her sweet soul over the last sev­eral months.  Today, it’s her turn, get­ting to know me a bit bet­ter as I dis­cuss a fam­ily camp­ing trip gone awry.

Lori’s heart shines through in every post she writes, every com­ment she leaves, and every con­ver­sa­tion I have had with her.  She touches the world in some amaz­ing ways, and it is an honor being on her site today.  Please join me there.

You can keep up with Lori by sub­scrib­ing to her blog and fol­low­ing her on Twit­ter.

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Choosing Boundaries For Life Success

Your life.  How are you liv­ing that? 

Today I have life coach Laura Neff with us.  Laura is the heart and soul behind “More In You” Life Lead­er­ship Coach­ing.  In this past year, I’ve had the won­der­ful oppor­tu­nity of get­ting to know Laura.  In that time, I’ve come to really see the beauty of her soul shine through.  She comes from a place very much filled with abun­dance — abun­dance in life, in liv­ing, and in the poten­tial in everyone. 

To get a real sense of Laura, check out a recent arti­cle she wrote on start­ing a bliss rev­o­lu­tion.  That sounds pretty great, if you ask me!

Laura also has done a won­der­ful job of cre­at­ing video to sup­port her mes­sage,  and one I found very enlight­en­ing was her dis­cus­sion around how we some­times min­i­mize our­selves by using the word “lit­tle”

It is an honor to have Laura here, as she shares her thoughts on how defined bound­aries in cer­tain areas of our life can really help take us to new heights in oth­ers aspects of the life we are cre­at­ing.  Please join me in reading…

Choos­ing Bound­aries For Life Suc­cess

 

Closed for the Season
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“Once we accept our lim­its, we go beyond them.” ~ Bren­dan Fran­cis

Greet­ings, read­ers of The Jun­gle of Life!

First off, can we all just stop and raise a glass/pom pom/pumping fist to Lance? I never, and I mean never, leave his blog with­out inspi­ra­tion, and I’d be sur­prised if the same isn’t true for you. Lance, my friend, you are one of the bright­est lights in our sky!

If you’re a devoted fol­lower of the Jun­gle of Life, then I know you didn’t miss Lance’s recent guest post called Life Is Art, at the Evolv­ing Beings blog. In this cre­ative, spunky, and thought-provoking post, he chal­lenged all of us to think of our lives as an ever-evolving work of art, cre­ated by the myr­iad of choices we make each and every moment of each and every day. As a Life Lead­er­ship coach, I have to admit to a fist-pumping, “Yeaaaah!” moment as I read his words. In short, I wildly con­cur, as that mes­sage is very much akin to the foun­da­tion of this work that I do in the world each day, help­ing peo­ple more pow­er­fully lead their lives toward both who they want to be and what they want to cre­ate by the choices they’re making.

And wow, in that vein, are we off to an amaz­ing start for the new year! Some­how, some­thing has opened up a bit in our col­lec­tive breath with the turn­ing of the new year. The emotional/ financial/spiritual/fear-based grid­lock of 2009 is begin­ning to loosen up, like an ice flow in the early spring when the first warm breezes start blow­ing through. Given the power, tenac­ity, and fierce­ness of the human spirit, all we need is a tiny crack to appear, and POW! We push our way out of what’s been hold­ing us back, eagerly search­ing for what’s next and what’s pos­si­ble. That’s what the begin­ning of 2010 feels like to me as I lis­ten, watch, and expe­ri­ence this fresh start. We have much work to do, and it’s the good work of becom­ing more of who we truly, deeply are. Many of my clients and friends are excit­edly choos­ing their word of the year (mine’s “Vital­ity!”), cre­at­ing goals, set­ting inten­tions, and in the past three weeks have started explor­ing how their choices this year will help them expe­ri­ence those things as real in their lives.

Aaaaand that’s where things tend to get stuck/stalled/stagnated!

Being at choice + crav­ing change = choos­ing some­thing dif­fer­ent to cre­ate the “Life is Art” mas­ter­piece you can see in your mind and feel in your heart. It means say­ing YES, PLEASE! to what will get you closer to that vision and NO, THANK YOU! to what takes you fur­ther away. Sim­ply put, each and every choice we make…and I mean the eeeen­si­est choices all the way to the huge ones…is either mov­ing us toward or fur­ther from the selves and lives that we crave. 

So there’s a vital leap to be made from choos­ing the word/goals/resolutions/intentions to then really choos­ing dif­fer­ently, moment to moment, in order to see those things to fruition…choice by choice, step by step.

One way I’ve been play­ing with that this new year is by har­ness­ing the power of say­ing “yes” and “no” by way of bound­aries. I’ve noticed that unless I cre­ate bound­aries within myself, for myself first, then not much hap­pens dif­fer­ently on the out­side in my life. Here’s an example:

Like many of you, 2009 was the year I dove into social media. Face­book and Twit­ter lit­er­ally seem like a party that never ends, and both my busi­ness and my per­sonal life have flour­ished in ways I couldn’t ever have imag­ined because of the time I spent there in recent months. (I’m writ­ing this blog post because of meet­ing Lance on Twit­ter last year!) Work and play blur into a sparkly gray area in Social Medi­a­land for me, and it’s been both a blast and a boon.

But, I’m also a solo­pre­neur. And I have a lap­top. The good news? I can take my work any­where! The bad news? I can take my work any­where! In 2009, I found myself doing things like cook­ing din­ner, lap­top on the kitchen counter, recipe web­site up, but then check­ing Face­book and Twit­ter while the onions were sautéing. I’d take my lap­top upstairs and while my hus­band read or surfed the net on his own com­puter, I’d don my paja­mas, hop into bed to chat with friends, con­nect with col­leagues, and while I was at it, hop on over and check my email. ‘Cause I could. At 11:00 p.m.

Bot­tom line? I was becom­ing a bit addicted to being on the com­puter but could ratio­nal­ize it to myself because “it was help­ing my busi­ness.” And, it was too much. My bound­aries were non-existent, and work was bleed­ing into everything.

When “Vital­ity” became my key­word for 2010, I knew I had to cre­ate boundaries–by myself, for myself–around my time online. To do that, I’m exper­i­ment­ing in four dif­fer­ent ways…creating time bound­aries about when and how long I’m online, putting a tem­po­rary bound­ary up around Twit­ter, cre­at­ing bound­aries on the fly through “vital­ity checks” dur­ing the day, see­ing if what I’m doing is cre­at­ing or deplet­ing my vital­ity and shift­ing my choices as a result, and finally putting a bound­ary up around my lap­top itself, decid­ing that its pri­mary res­i­dence is my office, and it only comes to visit my home on occasion..

You might notice that each of these bound­aries are self-imposed. That’s the thing about boundaries…most often, no one’s going to set them for us. It’s up to us to har­ness the power of them for good, and I’m work­ing toward with the exam­ple above.

Is it work­ing per­fectly? Not yet. But is it get­ting me closer to where I want to be? Slowly but surely, moment by moment, choice by choice, step by step.

So as you move more fully into this new year of ours, I encour­age you to think about not only what you intend to cre­ate for your­self and in your­self in 2010, but how the choices you’re mak­ing are mov­ing you closer to or fur­ther from those inten­tions. Where might you ben­e­fit from cre­at­ing bound­aries of your own? How will they serve the masterpiece-in-progress that is your life?

Keep up with Laura by sub­scrib­ing to her blog, and fol­low­ing her on Twit­ter and Face­book.

Sunday Thought For The Day

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Bot­tom line:  Every moment counts.  YOU matter.

Be Remarkable!

Chocolate heart on a pink gerbera daisy flower for you! (square)
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“I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catch­ing fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my liv­ing to open me, to make me less afraid, more acces­si­ble, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my sig­nif­i­cance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blos­som and that which comes to me as blos­som, goes on as fruit.” ~ Dawna Markova

Who are you? 

Really, who are you?  Do you know?

More than your name.  More than your address.  More than some title on a busi­ness card. 

Who are you?

Deep within YOU, what is it that makes you so unique, so amaz­ing, so incred­i­ble, so YOU?

Hint:  It IS there.

Have you dis­cov­ered it?  Lived it?

What is it that makes you come alive, lose track of time, imag­ine the pos­si­bil­i­ties, jump up and down, get lost in thought, smile for no rea­son at all?

Find that piece of YOU — that piece which sings YOUR song!

Be Remark­able! 

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Sunday Thought For The Day

A Shady Lane #01
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The Res­ig­na­tion

I am hereby offi­cially ten­der­ing my
res­ig­na­tion as an adult. I have decided
I would like to accept the respon­si­bil­i­ties
of an 8 year-old.

I want to go to McDonald’s and
think that it’s a four star restaurant.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud
pud­dle and make a side­walk with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are bet­ter than money because you can eat them.

I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemon­ade stand with my friends on a hot summer’s day.

I want to return to a time when life was sim­ple; When all you knew were col­ors, mul­ti­pli­ca­tion tables, and nurs­ery rhymes, but that didn’t bother you, because you didn’t know what you didn’t know and you didn’t care.

All you knew was to be happy because you were bliss­fully unaware of all the things that should make you wor­ried or upset.

I want to think the world is fair. That every­one is hon­est and good.

I want to believe that any­thing is pos­si­ble. I want to be obliv­i­ous to the com­plex­i­ties of life and be overly excited by the lit­tle things again.

I want to live sim­ple again. I don’t want my day to con­sist of com­puter crashes, moun­tains of paper­work, depress­ing news, how to sur­vive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doc­tor bills, gos­sip, ill­ness, and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, jus­tice, peace, dreams, the imag­i­na­tion, mankind, and mak­ing angels in the snow.

So… here’s my check­book and my car-keys, my credit card bills and my 401K state­ments. I am offi­cially resign­ing from adulthood.

And if you want to dis­cuss this fur­ther, you’ll have to catch me first, cause.….…

.…..“Tag! You’re it.”

~ Author Unknown

The Art of Life

Back in Time
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“The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.” ~ Flora Whit­te­more

Your life. 

How would you describe it?

Today, I have a guest post up with Evita Ochel, at her Evolv­ing Beings site. 

Evita has cre­ated a won­der­ful space for really delv­ing deeper into our state of being, and pro­vid­ing guid­ance in evolv­ing to what­ever space we are ready for.  What I love about Evita and her work is how open she is to each of us being on our own paths, and that what­ever path that is for each of us, it is the right place for us to be. 

I’m there dis­cussing life and the artis­tic beauty each of us bring to our lives.  Please join me as I talk about Life is Art.

You can keep up with Evita by sub­scrib­ing to Evolv­ing Beings and by fol­lower her on Twit­ter.

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