Have fun with it or forget about it

I wrote a few years ago about – in my view – the importance of having fun. Of intentionally choosing to have fun.

I’m writing about it again.

In My Humble Opinion, fun is underrated. Fun is undervalued. And fun is underused.

And In My Humble Opinion, it often comes down to a matter of choice.

Someone whose opinion I value offered this in fact – “Have fun with it or forget about it.” That, I believe is a call to action. A throwing down of the gauntlet. A challenge worth taking.

It’s a drastically new approach for me for decide if something is fun or not, and then if it is to plunge into it wholeheartedly and whole-energetically, and if it’s not to walk away and forget about it. I think it goes against every ingrained grain of my psyche that lives by the “Do the work. Do the hard work. Don’t ever give up. Give it more if it’s harder. Don’t fail. Ever.” mentality.

Which is probably why it’s a great approach for me to take.

Every time I push even a little bit against my over-doer, over-achiever, over-driven being, I believe it’s a good thing. I may […]

Can you lighten up a little bit?

And by you, I mean me.

Can I lighten up a little bit? Can I find a way to not be so serious? To not try so hard? I’m still writing about it, so I guess it’s still a challenge at times. ☺

I know that when I lighten, life gets easier. I get easier. I know that when I lighten, I am happier. I know that when I lighten, things are good.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m light a lot of the time. I’ve worked hard ☺ to be light. I’ve learned to be light about being light.

And I can still use reminders.

There was a reunion of my Applied Positive Psychology class this weekend. Talk about a lot of people who are focusing on being light. It was wonderful to hear their stories of how they’ve applied Positive Psychology practices, almost as if they’re unconscious behaviors already. “I found myself stopping to take a deep breath to calm down,” one person said. “I freak out about everything I have to do and pause and look back at everything I’ve already done…and relax a bit,” another said.

I love seeing their journeys into more calm and ease, and […]

It’s getting real. It’s really weird.

I was at a neighborhood party the other night, and a number of people congratulated me on signing with a publisher.

I had lunch with a friend from business school whom I hadn’t seen in decades, and he mentioned he was excited for me that the book was coming out. (And that he had no idea of my past, my background, when we were in school together. “You think you know someone,” he said. “You really don’t.”)

I’ve recently had a few friends who are mentioned in the book, whom I’ve recently re-found, read the book. And cry over some of what happened.

It’s getting real.

Now, obviously I wouldn’t have written a memoir if I wasn’t willing – and eager – to tell my story. I still see it as a “memoir of hope,” and my hope is that my story will give hope to others who suffer and struggle. There are so many kids who grew up in the Church who endured so much pain and trauma. So much confusion and challenge. There are so many people throughout the world who have endured so much – who have so many scars and need so much love.[…]