I enjoy every opportunity I’m given to invest time with my granddaughter, Luna. When we’re together, we’re in the moment. When we’re apart, I daydream. I wonder who she’ll be, what she’ll contribute, and how she’ll show up.
Who are you?
The answer to this question defines our personal and professional success.
How do you show up?
Whether we know it or not, we answer this question every day with our actions.
“Action expresses priorities.” —Mahatma Gandhi
What do your actions say?
While Len and I were standing in our driveway, our attention was caught by a murder of crows.
“A group of crows is called a ‘murder.’ There are several different explanations for the origin of this term, mostly based on old folk tales and superstitions. For instance, there is a folktale that rows will gather and decide the capital fate of another crow.”
It was pretty cool to watch them land in the bare tree branches and listen to the cacophony of cawing.
Click the “play” button on the video below to hear the murder.
Have you ever seen a/an:
- SHREWDNESS of apes
- OBSTINACY of buffalo
- POUNCE of cats
- COALITION of cheetahs
- GULP of cormorants
- CONVOCATION of eagles
- TROUBLING of goldfish
- HEDGE of herons
- BLOAT of hippos
- EXALTATION of larks
- LOUNGE of lizards
- PARLIAMENT of owls
- OSTENTATION of peacocks
- TOWER of giraffes
What’s the most recent grouping of animals you’ve seen?
It’s been said that life is from B to D—birth to death. But what comes in-between B and D? It’s C—choices.
Life is an expression of the choices we make. —Laurie Buchanan
If you’ve ever walked through a cemetery, you’ve noticed that:
Every headstone has a different name
Every headstone has a different birth date
Every headstone has a different death date
Every headstone has a different epitaph
Pioneer Cemetery, Boise, Idaho
But every single headstone, without exception, has one thing in common; it’s the hyphen in-between the birth and death dates. That bit of punctuation—the hyphen—represents everything in-between B and D—birth and death; it represents a person’s entire life.
How’s your in-between coming along?
In the United States, we celebrate Thanksgiving this coming Thursday, Nov 22nd. But we don’t have to wait for a special occasion to express gratitude.
And though we live over a thousand miles apart, my sister and I share a practice. Each day before we rise we express thanks for all things—great and small—in our lives.
Evan, Luna Bleue, Kayley
“There is no foot too small that it cannot leave an imprint on this world.” —Unknown
I’m grateful for family, especially the newest little bud on our family tree.
What are you grateful for?
There are places in downtown Boise that are currently under re-construction. The spaces in-between the buildings are somewhat tight, so work crews use their resources wisely, bringing innovative ideas to life.
In this case, they built a giant rubber funnel to channel debris into a dumpster safely. This prevents unnecessary damage to nearby structures and passersby.
Depending on the situation, I sometimes suggest to clients: “Ask yourself this question. What is it like to be on the receiving end of me?”
Is what you channel debris, or is it positive, uplifting, constructive, and healing?
“Never underestimate the influence you have on others.” —Laurie Buchanan
During my last trip to San Diego, I passed a building that had ivy growing between its cement blocks. The thought that immediately came to mind was, IN THE GROOVE!
And while I definitely felt GROOVY (I was walking back to my sister’s house after this event), I had to think about being IN THE GROOVE. According to the online dictionary, it has two meanings:
- “Performing consistently well or confidently.”
- “Indulging in relaxed and spontaneous enjoyment, especially dancing.
Am I in the groove? In can say YES to both definitions in various areas of my life: client work, my Pathway to Publication commitment, and speaking engagements. But my favorite IN THE GROOVE area is grand-mothering.
In what areas of your life are you IN THE GROOVE?
While we were in the labor and delivery waiting room of St. Luke’s hospital in early October, waiting for the arrival of our granddaughter, we walked the halls and admired the incredible work of professional photographer, Brianna Chaves of BC Photography.
And while we were in the main newborn waiting room, we learned that there is another waiting room—the neonatal intensive care waiting room for families whose loved one has given or is giving birth to a significantly premature baby.
The cool thing about the hallway leading to that special waiting room is that it’s lined with photographs of current-day children—ranging in age from five to twelve—who are holding pictures of themselves as premies. The purpose is to provide upliftment and give hope to those in the special area.
The thoughtfulness of each photo made me cry—happy tears.
When was the last time you cried tears of joy?