From my office.

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IMG_1216ROTB redoThere are exciting things happening here in the ROTB office. I can’t yet pull down a curtain declaring, “Ta-Da!”
But, I have wonderful plans.
I’m working with a business consultant who keeps reminding me that the best way to chop down a tree is to first spend time sharpening the axe. Lots of planning is scheduled for the next months.
As I just configured the new email server to automate the next 9 articles, I can tell you that there are great articles coming. Here’s a preview:

  • Learning from Satan. (Origins of the word and a spiritual exercise we can apply based on that knowledge.)
  • Right, wrong, easy, hard. (How our thinking makes things more complicated.)
  • Addicted (A confessional.)
  • Silent Compliments. (A suggestion that perhaps when people don’t say anything to us, they are actually approving.)
  • Think(less) Emotions. (Again, about how our thinking gets us in trouble.)
  • Enthusiasm with Furrowed Brows. (The relationship between anxiety and excitement are in my eyebrows!)
  • A Fluid Relationship. (Analysis of stereotypes and how we get stuck.)
  • Love. (The four most important things I know about what love really is.)
  • Radical Sufficiency. (A suggestion on how to get more from what is.)

Refractory Anxiety

I am supposed to arrive at the wedding rehearsal at 4 p.m. I planned on arriving 15–20 minutes early. Because I don’t like being late. However, I took a wrong turn. At the intersection of the I-5 South and the I-405 South, I went the wrong way. Now, I’ll have to turn around in a mile and a half and

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No words. No words.

To offset our discomfort about our upcoming visit to the Terezín (in German: Theresienstadt) concentration camp/ghetto, Emmett and I fall into making dark jokes. Gallows humor. “Do you think they still give free tattoos upon arrival?” “Want to wear matching pajamas for our tour?” Dark, ugly jokes.  Because reality is just too overwhelming. The feelings are too overwhelming. So we

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Has anyone seen my keys?!

Jane and the kids misplace keys. Not me. I don’t. I always return my key to the keyrack. That’s where they go. When the key isn’t on the hook, which happens from time to time, I find it on some surface in the house. Usually, the kitchen table. Then, without fanfare, I pick it up, hang it up, and restrain

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77% Weekly Newsletter
77% Weekly Newsletter