Life is too short to not have it be good

I do firmly believe this. Life is too short to not have it be good, and it’s up to me to make it as good as I can.

I’ve had my tough moments. I’ve been through “stuff.” I’ve been through enough stuff that I could stay with that stuff forever. We all could.

But that would keep me from seeing what’s here for me today. That would blind my eyes and my soul to the beauty in the moment, the laughter with my friends, the ease of life that’s mine for the taking.

The laughter with my friends. That is one of the best ways – for me – to find the good in life and bring more fun into my life. Laughing with my friends.

I have friends whom I’ve known for most of my life (or at least most of my adult and nearly adult life). I treasure them beyond belief. I have friends I’ve met through various stages – first job, first move, first steps into recovery, first time living outside of the NYC area. I treasure all those friends too.

I remember when I first moved to Pennsylvania. I had no friends here. I remember thinking, […]

“At least he had f—–g consistency!”

I have the greatest book club on my block. It literally is up and down the block, which makes it very easy to get to (and makes excuses like, “I don’t even have time to pop in for a few minutes” quite lame).

Perhaps driven by me and my memoir – and therefore love of memoirs – and perhaps not, we’ve read numerous memoirs. We read The Liar’s Club by Mary Karr years back. It was my choice, and it was, needless to say, amazing. We read Fun Home by Alison Bechdel a while ago, and the book club members who didn’t know the story of my childhood were perplexed when I said, “I don’t know, it didn’t seem so bad to me.” Until someone told them a bit more about me.

And recently we read Scar Tissue by Anthony Kiedis (with Larry Sloman). I walked into the kitchen of that month’s book club host and announced, “Wow, reading about his childhood with his dad was the closest thing I’ve ever read to a description of my life with my dad.” Everyone laughed as if I was kidding. I wasn’t.

Anthony Kiedis was smoking pot at – I think – […]

Breathe into the space

There is a lot going on. We’re putting the finishing touches on the digital versions of to the moon and back and pushing to finalize the paperback version so that can go up for preorder too — plus finalizing a pre-order incentive campaign that hits soon. Not to mention life, family, friends, my consulting practice and clients, self-care, yoga, lifting, running, meditating…Phew!!

No wonder I feel busy and a bit overwhelmed. Blessed, but busy and a bit overwhelmed.

Then my yoga instructor reminded us (me) to breathe into the space. And to allow there to be space.

That’s what I’m doing. That’s what I’m living.

When I breathe, I slow down. Even if it’s barely perceptible, I still feel it. My mind calms, and my heart eases. I think my (much more) regular yoga and meditation practices have strengthened my calming and easing muscles, because I slip into that place more easily now.

When I breathe into the space, I remember that ALL things are possible, and that many, many things are good. My perception shifts; my joy deepens; my peace broadens.

Breathe into the space.

Is it really that simple, my doubting mind asks? Can breath really make that […]