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A Eulogy for My Dad (Who’s Not Dead Yet)
A Eulogy for My Dad (Who’s Not Dead Yet)

It’s my Dad’s 85th birthday today and although he is still very much alive and kicking, I took the liberty of writing his eulogy. He’s going to wake up today (jeez, I sure hope he wakes up today or this post will be one hell of a bummer), hunch over his laptop with his cup...

The Power of the Pint-Sized Pause
The Power of the Pause

Hold up, Type A friend — don’t go heading for the hills at the mere mention of a break in your action. The hustle and bustle will still be waiting for you when you return from the breath-catching hiatus as a Highly Productive Member of Society. (I sound all judgy but I am a card-carrying...

The 20/30/50 Savor-Your-Life Plan
The 20/30/50 Savor-Your-Life Plan

Everyone loves a good pie chart, right? (I’d prefer a pecan pie over a pie made with math and numbers, but at least this pie chart will help you enjoy your life... almost as much as a pecan pie would.) What is savoring? Savoring is defined as the act of grabbing onto and wringing every...

Reveling in Your Mundane, Everyday Existence
Reveling in Your Mundane, Everyday Existence

I talk a lot about widening our lives with vitality: here, here, here, oh and here too, and YOU GET THE POINT. I’m all about making the most of the 4,000 Mondays we’ve been granted — on average — decidedly unaverage. This usually looks like me trying to get off the couch more to actually...

Managing Your Delusional Expectations
What to Expect When You’re Expecting Happiness: Ants in Paradise

“You’ve gotta remember,” said Kevin the bug guy, “that you built your house on top of their house.” He said this in earnest, as though it was supposed to justify why we had 4,560,750 ants in our kitchen. I was not interested in absolving a single one of the 4,560,750 for breaking into the home...

Do You Love Your Fate in Life?
Do You Love Your Fate in Life?

On a scale of 1 to 10 — where 10 is you all arms wide open in a welcoming embrace, and 1 is you all teeth-baring, brandishing your weapon of choice — how accepting are you of your fate in life? Are you fully open and accepting of your past, present, and whatever happens in...

What Does Your Death Mean to You?
What Does Your Death Mean to You?

I’ve written about life-affirming things for the last eight weeks, so I’m about seven weeks overdue to talk about you and your pending demise. Humor me here for a bit, okay? (And nod with me that you know my Death Diatribes are actually all about living life like we mean it, right? Death as the...

10 Ridiculous + Simple Ways to Like Life
10 Ridiculously Simple Things I Do to Like My Life Better

Want to like your life even a little bit more than you do today — even 3.6% more? (Pretty much all of us are raising our hands right now.) I have 10 ways that have worked for me, and thankfully most of them don't involve hard liquor. In no particular order... 1. I swiftly abandon...

Negative Capability Report Card!
Negative Capability: Your Newest Life Hack

I think I know you well, friend. Let me guess: You like certainty. You like “to know.” You like clarity. You like it when things make sense. Am I like a 1-900 psychic or what? I nailed you, didn’t I? The problem with all those things you love to like is that you live in...

Wishes for a Well-Lived Life (Before You Croak)!
Wishes for a Well-Lived Life (Before You Croak)

I hope you see things... Things that take your words and breath away with the dynamic duo of wonder and awe... like the first tulip of the year — insistent on pushing its way through wintry soil to live its brief but beautiful life above ground (kind of like you: beautiful and alive and totally...

Let’s Go Serendipity Hunting
Let’s Go Serendipity Hunting

You know about serendipity, right? That special type of luck, when misfortune turns out to be fortuitous? When the shit sandwich life serves you turns out to actually be a platter of cheese-covered nachos in disguise? Here’s the thing about stumbling upon good fortune: we usually trip over it, curse at it, turf it in...

We Moved to Paradise!
How to Not Be a Dream Killer (and Maybe Move to Paradise)

We moved to freaking Palm Springs, California! (For a girl who grew up near wintery, snow-covered Toronto, and then moved to equally frosty Chicago for the last 15 years, this is kind of a big deal.) I want to tell you all about moving to paradise — not because I want to brag about it...

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