Give it up


Last year around this time, I wrote a post inspired by Mardi Gras. It was about the special space that events like Carnival give us for examining our tightly-held ideas of who we are, what other people think of us, and our role in the narratives we create for ourselves every day. It was one of those “sneak attack” posts that start out light, and then you suddenly realize you’re in some fairly deep waters, but then we end with Rihanna, so you know it’s all gonna be ok. Kind of like meditation – it can take you all kinds of places, but when it’s over, you’re still right there in your body where you started. It’s a bit of a ride, sometimes, even when you think it’s boring, because if you’re being honest with yourself, even noticing what makes you yawn can be interesting.

This time, we’re looking at the other side of the party, though.  Read More

Check yourself

Mardi Gras beads in tree_CRief

I’m not usually known for being early. I was born early…in the morning on the day after my due date, and that’s about how most of my appointments since then have gotten started – just a smidge after the scheduled start time. I think most people need an extra 2 or 3 minutes to really be ready, so I like to give it to them. Exceptions, of course, include interviews, meetings, or any other appointments over which, as I said, I’m not the boss. But, today I’m early, and I’ll tell you why. Read More