It was already not a great morning.
My favorite pair of sunglasses simply fell apart on the way to my barber.
I’d made an online appointment the day before — or so I thought — for a 10 am haircut before doing a noon video podcast interview for the SGR Journal.
Instead, his shop was myste...
It was a singularly hilarious deflation of my ego.
The day began promisingly enough, inspired even.
I had drawn the Angel of Purpose from my deck, an image of an angel climbing a mountain.
I journaled extensively about related thoughts, defining my own heroic mission for the day:
Launching...
One thing is certain: the Universe (however you define it) has a sense of humor.
Yes, it’s often extremely dark and edgy — and that’s perhaps when it’s most necessary to laugh.
I experienced a more playful series of jokes this week — three of them, actually — as I contemplated the them...
It was a particularly auspicious beginning.
In fact, although I was merely an invited guest, in retrospect, even if I had been given a choice, I could not have made a better one.
I’m speaking about the first Broadway show I ever saw: the original production of Sunday in the Park with George.
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I find the paradox intriguing (and a little appetizing).
Specifically, the classic Iyengar & Lepper (2000) study on attraction vs. simplicity.
The researchers found that in an upscale market, shoppers were more likely to stop at a table offering samples of 24 vs. 6 jams, but they were actual...
The first temptation — to simply “wing it” — was easily fought off.
Interestingly, that phrase, I’ve since learned, comes from 19th-century theater actors who, not having enough time to learn their lines, would hover near the corner of the stage (“the wings”), ready to receive prompts from the scri...
I’m not sure where it came up with the name, but I went with it nonetheless.
Only afterwards did I ask why it had made that particular choice.
(The theme again this month is Discernment — meditation HERE).
The ChatGPT response was that “Orion” was:
memorable
specific
...
As mysteries go, I concede it’s not particularly CSI-worthy.
Even so, it’s haunted me all week.
Things began to get weird almost three weeks ago when my iPhone died in the January winter storm.
My new phone is superior in every way — except for one loss.
My favorite angel card app — ...
This week, life doubled down on an already uncanny synchronicity.
I’ve recently begun writing a new screenplay, something I haven’t done in several years.
The day before my haircut with my barber Mitch, I’d spent the night researching movies where one role is played by more than one actor at differen...
