It’s interesting to see in my illustrations, perhaps some subconscious messages poking their little head into the sunlight. The kitty saying “Meh,” a perfectly reasonable and appropriate thing for a cat to say in popular culture’s telling of cats. But I could have said anything. Or nothing at all. Good 'ol Beanie could have just … Continue reading Meh, revisited
At work recently, I’ve been angry. (My capital “W” Work is coaching people on their journey to hone their craft, their voice, and their mission, but I still earn most of my money in a restaurant serving tables. Covid-19 has changed that game). We used to staff five to seven people along with … Continue reading The New Game
As I’m writing this, it’s a quiet Sunday morning. Out my kitchen window I can watch the wind twiddle the leaves of a tree in my neighbors yard. I find quiet to be difficult to sit with, to enjoy. There are so many opportunities for noise, for filling my time with busyness. Today, after … Continue reading Struggling with Quiet
Many websites and apps count streaks. In The Creative’s Workshop I recently completed, I showed up one day and my avatar had a little purple checkmark overlaid on it. Sort of like a gold star. It meant I’d shown up and posted every day for some number of days. At some point it disappeared from … Continue reading The Streak
I started my life looking up to people, literally. When I was born my closest sibling was five years my elder. My brother a towering ten years old. As I grew, I was always comparing myself to others. One of my biggest benchmark’s was growing taller than my mom. Eventually, I passed her. (I … Continue reading Who’s Tallest?
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